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Working on the Decor

This blog was my daughter’s idea when we were in Ocracoke last weekend working on the cottage. Our concern is that potential renters are going to wonder about what the inside of the house is going to look like when we can’t post photos on the rental website yet until the renovations are complete. Then they may be afraid to book it this summer!

So I'm going to give sneak previews of it now, at least, the ideas I have in my mind. I have had so much fun shopping in antique and consignment shops, and checking out clearance sales around town. Much of what we’re getting has been ordered from Manteo Furniture: the mattresses and headboards, sofas, all the appliances and some other odds and ends. I found some great buys on clearance at Anthropologie, one of my favorite stores.

I’ve also scrounged up furniture that we already have and don’t really need anymore! The photos show some old and new stuff.













I love this cushion from Pier 1!








I think this guy will greet people on the front deck!





A favorite old mirror that I've had for many years!





My inspiration fabric. It’s a piece of hand silk-screened fabric from St. Lucia that was bought by my mom in 1985. It’s going to be framed and used as artwork. The colors are gorgeous and the photo doesn’t do it justice!


I’m definitely NOT a photographer, but one can get an idea of the eclectic feel of this cottage.

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