My Pinterest has schizophrenic traits

Whether I wanted to choose what I really wanted. “Well, just what I pinned on our plate,” I tried a little rebelliously, but that didn't help either. Here's the thing. My Pinterest page for the new house has schizophrenic tendencies, as I wobble from eclectic to rattan to au naturel and then suddenly an Ibiza-ish garden seems to suit me. The only thing I have finished with name, byname and colour? The hall, and that's your first impression anyway, you have to think. Or at least, that's what I thought, only my co-habitant is not content with this reasoning.

The moment I think I know what wallpaper I want on the wall, doubt strikes. For instance, I mainly try to let go of trends because I want to like my house for longer than just one season. Seems logical to me. Meanwhile, I save quotes like “you just have to dare and try” and “stay close to your own taste and whatever you do, don't look at other people's houses, because you have to feel at home” (read also these tips from the expert for a moment). And so then I choose a bold print because I think it's cool, and a day later I suddenly don't know.

So you can also see this in my pins, but overall you really do see a line. See.

Above

Upstairs in the bedroom, it should be terra with some black and otherwise white, the original beams of the house in its old state preferably sanded again in an old-fashioned way (which my boyfriend is already lying awake nights over). A string of lights around the beam, wicker baskets and rattan mirrors as detail and all on a cork-click floor.

Below

I see deep green, combined with dark blue and who knows, a bit of gold. We're doing eclectic, because that's the free translation for that anything goes. I see two chaise longues as dire lounge next to each other in chestnut velvet and an organically shaped (that's chic for a weird shape) dining table with fine armchairs, which then like to lean back against retro.

In the garden

We start by converting the log cabin into a guesthouse, which then includes a bar cum hangout. The log cabin has to be entirely log cabin style, in fact, wearing a plaid shirt is even mandatory when entering it. Otherwise, I see waving grasses in the garden, a corridor, a large round table with benches and stools. Lights casually lining the façade of (again) that log cabin and a built-in Big Green Egg, which we still need to take a course in making dishes that rub up against haute cuisine. And then there's the front garden...

And then nay, my friend has the nerve to say I don't know what I want. Do you get it?

For learning and inspiration, a small selection of my pin-mania: