I finally ordered furniture today. The bed won't arrive until the second week of December and the couch won't be delivered until after the New Year, but my tiny studio apartment is one step closer to becoming a home.
My mom and I went to Pottery Barn on 67th Street and Broadway, and with the assistance of an extremely helpful sales representative named Keith, I picked out a full/queen mahogany-stained platform bed with drawers from the Stratton collection (without the headboard) and a small 3-piece sectional in oat everydaysuede from the Westport collection.
Both pieces are featured in the "Furniture for Small Spaces" section on the Pottery Barn website, which is what originally attracted me as I am, indeed, living in a very small space. With the taxes and shipping charges combined, they about wiped out the furniture budget I set for myself, but it's not like I have any other rooms to furnish.
I also bought an elegant glazed pot from Home Depot, Miracle Gro soil and plant food so that I could repot my dear plant Sasha. She has been through botanical hell and back and survived so now that I am getting settled, I wanted to give her the Rolls-Royce of plant life.
Note to Terrence: Your boring fern-weed Brenda isn't going to have a chance once Sasha fully bounces back. We challenge you both to a duel! [remove gardening glove and slap across face]
My mom and I ended the evening with hotdogs from Gray's Papaya and a new episode of Desperate Housewives. Now we're trying to get comfortable laying head-to-feet on my twin size air mattress.