I remember when I was younger I was always trying to create this perfect room. It had a theme, because in my mind everything had to have a theme, a sitting area, a secret fort and a bookshelf full of books.
As I got older I stopped holding onto that perfect idea of a room and focused more on making my room mine. In high school I changed the color to a light pink and a year ago I painted one wall with dark pink chalkboard paint. I hung fairy lights and throughout the past few years I collected random things that I loved.
It's definitely not the fanciest or most organized place out there, but I feel like it reflects myself so well. There's two big bookshelves, photos on the wall, tons of pillows, homemade quilts and lanterns. It feels so peaceful and inspiring. I truly love it.