Maybe I’m sick in the head these days (Pete’s death, end of winter, Trump), or maybe I just no longer fear the mortal wrath of my dear stepdad for admitting this, but I’m really into seventies decor. GOOD seventies decor (wuh?). More and more I find myself gravitating toward warm spaces, wood paneling, bigass plants, hot tubs, mustard yellow upholstery, sunken living rooms, shaggy rugs, flagstone hearths, animal prints, clogs, and songs by Ambrosia. Or maybe I’m just regressing to the imaginary house I lived in, decorated, and partied hard in when I was eight.
Anyhow, here are some photos I’ve been stockpiling for this cold, rainy Thursday. (Please enjoy them with the accompanying soundtrack. Thank you.)
house in retrograde 
Hard to believe this style was ever modern. And I’m sure Ambrosia was not overly produced like much of the music today.
Xo
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I almost included that gorgeous photo of your mom’s dining room, but I didn’t want to intimidate everyone.
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So wrong in all the right ways. Nice little anthology.
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I love the sunny alcove. I remember many a home like these in groovy 70’s Philadelphia ❤️🌈
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The Davis house in the neighborhood had the groovy wood, loft, plants, hanging, Chinese kites and smelled of homemade yogurt, so so 1970’s
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