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The Grand Manor Mansion, Galveston, TX

I stayed in a room here last week, and while I'm not one to wax poetic about an air b&b, I honestly did not want to leave. Built in 1905 and kept in beautiful condition, it’s such a wonderful house, and I loved staying here!

Quite amazing New Orleans home found via Facebook's 'Moody Maximalism'

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gallery wall using my own art !!! most of what you see here is for sale- either in original or in print form.

thrifted art

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The Moody Mansion, Galveston, TX

📸: @the-darling-house

Sera of London is here for all your bohemian, luxurious, romantic, gorgeous maximalist DREAMS (part two)

This one’s for the DIY/maximalist/cottagecore friends since I love dark & light cottagecore and dark & light academia vibes and need some advice.

Does anyone here have any experience with VOG (vinyl-on-gypsum) walls? For those unfamiliar, it’s like the walls that they put in mini homes:

Some of our rooms are drywalled and painted, but the living room, sitting room, and hall/staircase are all done in these panels. In each room, three walls will be one design, and one wall will be the other. Kind of like an accent wall.

I found a few tutorials online but really I’m looking for any anecdotes or first hand experiences with painting these.

Would also love to hear your suggestions for paint colours, or any other ideas for jazzing them up! Although honestly the irises are kind of growing on me lol

Heleen & her boyfriend built this cute square BoHo house from scratch, out of cob. 

They mostly used natural & recycled materials.

The interior comes from the side road, dumpsters, thrift stores and Facebook marketplace.

The wall sculpture is so creative, but Heleen says she can’t feel her arms after this!

I wouldn’t mind living in this home.

Still not finished, but they’re proud of it and wanted to post the living room and part of the bd. I think it’s looking great.

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i think my favorite part is how you know what follows after manderley is set ablaze. you know what happens, the life of these characters and how truly tragic it is rather than being left up to imagination. the first chapter, she describes manderley in detail with a sense of deep longing. before we know anything, we know there was a house that is no more. that this house was a vessel to their soul and spirit, not merely a home to their physical bodies. and now it is no more. we later learn the symbolism of the house. the way it was a tie in to the main character's youth, the postcard she had of it since she was a little girl and dreams and admiration and curiosity she had for the house at such a young age—how she lives more in a daydream than a reality. those hopes, that curiosity, was everything for a character like hee. and now, despite being only 25 at the oldest, that youth is no more. she left it and all the hopes that manderley was a symbolistic house for behind her. her husband, while proposing, never said i love you. he never had a confession of happiness or love for her. he told her he wanted to show her manderley. he wanted to bring her with him to manderley. manderly, equally haunted and beloved, was more of a presence than he ever was for her.

in the second chapter she details a bit of their life in exile. the way the boring post is what they look forward to. she says she'll keep the things that hurt to herself, that thinking of manderley and the excitement she once dreamt of is her secret indulgence. ‘color and scent and sound, rain and the lapping of water, even the mists of autumn and the smell of the flood tide, these are memories of manderley that will not be denied.’ she becomes the partner with the secret, despite earlier stating that her and maxim have none between them. she says theyre happy, that happiness is not a possession to be prized but a state of mind and thought. and yet follows ‘Poor whims of fancy, tender and un-harsh. They are the enemy to bitterness and regret, and sweeten this exile we have brought upon ourselves. Because of them I can enjoy my afternoon, and return, smiling and refreshed, to face the little ritual of our tea.’

she establishes herself as an unreliable narrator instantly. she says they're happy, they because they are finally together in unison, they must be. but we know how the story concludes, not on the last page but in the very first. she dreamt of manderley again and will not tell him. her dreams, her indulging fantasy, is the only thing she has left. she has sacrificed her life, something she feared when working for mrs van hooper. instead of being payed with money to be an assistant, a companion, she is payed with his approval. with his need of her, his dependence on her after the whole ordeal being her reward. she speaks only to read him stories he approves of, she doesn't share her dream or desires with the man she loves. she packs their things and accompanies him. she is a pretty little thing to carry his burdens and do his tasks and be his company. she will cover up murder just to get his approval, his love. she excused the murder of rebbeca and now she is slowly being killed, letting her spirit dwindle before its ever firey like rebbeca's once was. she is desperate to be the perfect housewife even without a house, she makes herself the perfect companion. not too opinionated, not firey or passionate. insecure and shy, basing her worth on his happiness and moodiness, on him entirely. the story is titled rebbeca because she's the only one who was shown to have lived enough to haunt later, to have made a crimson impact against this gray societal world that our main character was so eager to slot into. she lives to fulfill her expected wifely duties without anything being left for her outside of it. rebbeca was dead yet continues to haunt them while our main character is the living dead—a ghost in her own story until maxim is dead. and once he is, rebbeca will still continue to haunt her.