Confession: I've now gone 4 years without a bed.
That doesnt mean what you think it means. I have a mattress. I have a bedframe and box springs. I have super-heavy cotton sheets that feel like you're being cuddled by a polar bear. But, I have no real bed. No headboard, no footer.
In 2012, when the man and I decided to sell the Manor house and downsize to suburbia, I knew I needed a change from the uber-modern, shiny white platform bed that we had, if- for nor other reason- that I scraped the hell out of my calves trying to get out of the thing every morning. I'm short, so sometimes getting out of bed is difficult to begin with, but in the case of Z Gallerie's Jett bed, it was also painful.
** the culprit **
For a while after delivering said torture device/bed to a couple in Indiana (who paid full craigslist asking price!), I began to toggle over what to do. Should we buy the bed I'd had my eye on? Go bed-less until we move? For at least a month, we were relegated to having what the man dubbed a "floorbed," which was just our Tempurpedic on the floor of the bedroom. It was hell for our bones to get out of in the morning, but our dogs were thrilled.
Finally, I gave up and ordered a bedframe and box springs, and we have a thing that's largely considered to be a "bed." The linens are great, and our quilt and matching dustruffle do the trick, but it's the one thing that's currently missing to make our bedroom feel really finished.
I'll be honest- I love, LOVE our bedroom. We're on our second floor, overlooking the front yard, and almost everything in here is monochrome. The walls are painted a beautiful mocha color with gray undertones (Valspar's Seine), and my dresser and nighstands are finished in a dark brown (Ashley Furniture's Naomi Collection- an inexpensive, but beautiful buy!!). My desk and chair are a pale ivory (the Salon collection from Bernhardt), and our quilt and shams are an almost-shimmery pale gold (something discontinued from Macy's Hotel Collection). Together with mercury glass lamps and abstract black and white art, I feel like I'm floating inside a latte- especially when the light hits things just right in the evening. But friends, its naked in here.
My initial thought was to head back to Z Gallerie for an upholstered number named Ginger. One of the fabric options looks like a velvet extension of the wall color, and the massive height would definitely make a statement on the otherwise bare wall between our windows.
** Z Gallerie's Ginger Upholstered Bed **
Sadly, Ginger has been discontinued. The fabric is still available, though, and I have a craftsman who has volunteered to build the headboard. It's a thought.
As of now, almost every room in this house has *something* that remains to be done before it could be considered truly, truly finished. I'm waiting on new furniture for the living room, and a sketch is missing from the dining room. New chairs still need to arrive for the kitchen... My foyer is perfect, as is the powder room, but my bedroom... I just need to pull the trigger on this one thing. Soon, friends. Soon, this bedroom will be made!