the art of the unmade bed
did you have to make your bed growing up? my mom’s religious about it. we did it every day as kids.
some say making the bed is powerful and gives you an instant feeling of accomplishment in the morning. i’ve always hated making the bed although i do love getting into a well made one. quel dilema.
these are some shots i came across the other day when so many kept appearing, one after the other…it was a feast and i’m glad i saved them all but somewhere along the way the links got mixed up a little. they all came from from tumblr. if one’s yours and it’s not in the right place, please let me know.
i love the way every bed’s the same and still so different
the same components
but each with an energy all its own
the bare minimum is such a luxury
well anyway, i thought you may enjoy these too, all you unmade beds out there! happy friday and bon weekend! have a ball and when the time comes, dive into your sea of blankets. sweet dreams!