apartment therapy changing the world, one room at a time

It's perfectly ordered, on close inspection, every edge is straight as a level, thoughtfully placed; I like it.

For the sake of disclosure, I also have one not unlike this, there's a large niche under some stairs in my place that I covered in a framed corkboard I made for the space, and as long as everything is neat and contained in the frame, I think it looks good.

I have various matching aluminum push-pin clips and magnets and photo corners, so I can (neatly!) display recent family photos, the movie ticket from that awesome night out with my friends, the sand dollar my partner and I found at the beach, the crazy psychic reader's broken-English flyer we found on our windshield, the postcard an artist friend drew to send us, the tiny plastic Meg Griffin toys I got from a gumball machine on our trip to Texas, and all that other ephemera that I accumulate.

Despite my partners accusations of scrapbooking, I insist that it's a matter of decor.