Home Sweet Dorm

There's something to be said for the itinerant living that characterizes these ever fleeting college years - packing up and relocating each year, if not each semester (waving goodbye to that coveted single bedroom). Managing to squeeze any and all belongings accrued over our 18, 19, 20, 21 years of life into quarters hardly larger than a comfortable walk-in closet poses a constant challenge, all of this in addition to having to share said space with another human being. Granted, being in our second year, we're fortunate enough to have escaped the arbitrary hand of housing assignments and instead, have opted to live with people who feel more like family than mere bodies occupying space - perks, right? While, contrary to popular belief, we, Katherine & Maia, don't live in a room together (just a wall away, though!), we share a mutual love for colorful decor, excessive throw pillows, and warm, "welcome back home after a long day of classes and running around campus" vibes - oh, and decked out window seats to boot (perks of fourth floor living)!

Freshman year, I had the luck of snagging a single - a bedroom all to myself, heavily decorated with all of Miami's finest colors, and affectionately dubbed "The Palace." When I had to switch to a double in the spring semester, I built a little fort in my common room and called it "The Alcove." So, in theme, this year my abode has become "The Loft" - for the sole reason that one must jump in order to sit on my bed (climbing up here in skinny jeans? Impossible). 

The Loft boasts much of my familiar decor: hand-painted canvases from my mother that capture my favorite quotes (from Jason Mraz to Cleo Wade), favorite colors, and love of doodling and flowers and my extensive collection of polaroid photos that commemorate everything from friends and familia to some all-time-greatest-hits. And by hits I mean snacks.

The sea of decorative pillows remains...

...and my collection of succulents is stronger than ever.

Somehow I've managed to build up quite the personal library...

...and while I've maxed out storage space in every crevice, I still find space for my little knick-knacks. 

Say hello to "Winnie" my sole vestige of house spirit (for those of you who think I named my lion after a certain Pooh, I will clarify that Winnie is my diminutive version of my home of Winthrop).

Britto says it best, I'm always truly "happy" to come home to this pod on campus. If not for the bursts of color during otherwise winter whites, then definitely for my hysterical roommate who has yet to ask for a housing re-assignment given how often I videotape her shenanigans for my snapchat story. 

So this is it, folks - those are our homes away from home. Our happy places and our napping places. 

Xx, Katherine & Maia