I Hate White Space
So...I think it's time to add posters to the official list of things I'm addicted to (if you're just going us, that list also includes eyeshadow, Snapchat, gory vampire fiction, making fun of Voldemort, nail polish, and Justin Timberlake music). Seriously, ever since I moved into my new apartment, I've gone poster crazy. I have over twenty posters in my bedroom alone. That's not normal! And don't even get me started on my expanding collection of living room posters. At some point, something just clicked in my brain and I was like "OMG, I can hang things on my walls." That was the beginning of the end. I've gone through over 100 command strips since I moved in. It's gotten to a point where one of my roommates actually had to say, "I don't want to live in a catalog. There has to be some white space." My response to that was " quoi? " Like, making the apartment look like a giant picture book was sort of my ...