There was an article on Babble today about finding inspiration for (decorating) a little girl's room. The first photo is quite cute and would be nice for Jocelyn and Aja, especially considering they have a love of giraffes. The rest of the slideshow made me want to vomit, with the seventeen shades of pink and assorted canopies and pompoms.
It reminded me of an article I read recently in the New York Times about the photographer James Mollison. He published a book called, "Where Children Sleep." This is an amazing collection of photographs depicting children from around the globe and their bedrooms. It is described as a book about class and poverty, but also one of togetherness. I found the pictures both beautiful and unsettling. I could get political and talk about how unfair it is that one child has a room full of barbies while another sleeps on a mat on the floor under a leaking roof. But I'm really more interested in the ongoing story. A child's room says a lot about their life, but there is also a lot that is missing. My girls' room says a lot about them: their love for animals and their minimalist style. Or, the fact that we have made a purposeful decision to keep decorating to a minimum until we move to another apartment.