Aiiiiiight.
I’m in a pretty nice neighborhood in Denver, only a block away from DU. All hardwood floors except for the kitchen, which has this really awesome checkered black and white floor a la the 1950s. Oh, and metal cabinets. The place I’m at looks like a house, but it is actually four apartments, with two being upstairs and the other two being in this sort of half-buried basement level.
The only way I know how to describe this place is that it exudes 1950s feel while being filled with 21st century stuff.
My room? Filled with IKEA stuff. Billy bookcase filled to the brim with books, work table, little 2x2 Expedit bookcase that I turned into a dresser. Sliding closet doors with full-length mirrors on it.
Seriously, this is the coolest apartment I’ve ever had. The neighbors are amazing, to boot.
