|You should follow me on Instagram - I 'gram way more than I blog!|
*mails shells back to Florida*
And after years of traveling I've FINALLY made a permanent toiletry bag so I can grab and go - SUCCESS. All hail the tiniest of eye cream containers! I'm adulting all over the damn place. It's like a bukkake of responsible decisions around here.
When I wasn't jetsetting all over the Southeast region I've been doing never-ending amounts of yardwork. This month is just so damn sweaty! I'm reaching the end of my giant bush removal project (for this season) so I'll post some updates on that soon. It looks... unimpressive for the amount of bitching I've been doing.
So what happened during all this tiny shampoo organizing and endless hole digging? The Mad Men finale which I'm a season behind on so no spoilers, Janet Jackson announced a new album and tour (!), blackhead-removing videos are my new obsession and favorite lullaby and SHE SHEDS.
She sheds are the hot new alliteration all over the websites your mom reads. It's the lady version of man caves... in case women were feeling left out of the home decor world? I read some hot take about "gendered spaces" but I could only get three sentences in before I lost all interest in living life.
She sheds seem like nothing other than a catchy blog post name for the cute spaces in a lot of Pinterest folders. I think we can attribute all of it to that NYT cottage way back when - remember this shabby chic Victorian cottage that induced much eye-rolling (probably from this blogger too?).
Of course, I like my own personal space so much I live alone in my own house. IT'S THE ULTIMATE SHE SHED!
As a general rule, I'm very pro-shed. Where I come from, 'behind the shed' is where you smoke for the first time, get fingerbanged or bury a body. All are glorious rites of passage no matter which one you choose. As an adult (thanks to my tween rite of passage, you guess which one), I find sheds very useful for all my dirty, dirty tools. Except for the gross barn I had removed last year...
And that's kinda the problem... sheds are gross (see above about numerous amounts of vaginal fluids and corpses) and are like poisonous hotboxes filled with all manner of critters. I know what lives in a shed outside and it ain't ruffles. It's spiders.
Seems the UK has a huge shed movement but they are taking it to a whole other level: pub sheds! Those squirrelly Brits also have a contest for the best sheds and they do not disappoint:
This urban bike shed is the winner of the best eco shed and it looks delightful. Bet the British sheds are actual places to sit and have tea and probably not the prisoner of war shed like mine was...
I can definitely get behind this modern shed more than I can that lace and chicken fuckery above. To each his own I guess. I mean, she own...
But since this is my blog I get to feature the sheds/greenhouse/unattainable cottages I like. .
Shed to the max.
This glass shed of silence is adorable and I would like it very much.
|I lost the source...??|
This one looks like it really came from a Home Depot kit and I approve. Home Depot hobbit. Of course, you could grow vines over a laundry crate and I'd try to rent it on Airbnb.
|San Francisco's General Store by On A Hazy Morning|
|Nitty Gritty Dirt Man|
This half-shed, half-greenhouse is my favorite because he gives you the plans! How super. It's a great gardening blog too.
But don't forget the most important part of the yard: Charlemagne.
|Unknown. I probably blogged it before anyway...|
Just kidding I'd make her hang out in the she shed and kill the rodents that are nesting in my daybed.
I'll probably be blogging light this summer (I don't have a blog shed) but I'll try not to let a month go in between. That's just rude.
Hope your May was delightful! Hope it was in a shed.