New Flat, New Necessities

Totally stocking up on some of this for our new flat.

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(Oh yeah, that's right. We found a place in NE London and are definitely moving next month. Lots of light, a balcony, and a dishwasher. There are no words for my excitement.)

And while I'm here, I might stock up on some of these cards for New Years wishes from my beloved Rifle Paper Co...

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...this pitcher for ya know, water and stuff...

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...and this little pallerino...

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Just kidding on that last one—Bowtie would be so jeals.

 

All of this is from super cute store Amelia, which I just discovered and can't wait to spend more time browsing. Seriously, so freaking cute.

Second Floor Flat—Hunting in London

A few months ago I did something that I'd never done before and that was move in with a guy.

In typical fashion, rather than trying something new at a regular pace, I decided to jump head-first into freezing water by moving in with two guys in a different country. And so, here we are.

My husband and his brother moved into the flat that we now live in in southwest London about two and a half years ago. Since then they've spent their time painstakingly decorating in the themes of WWII and Kenny Powers. While I respect their tastes, mine tends to be a bit different.* For the sake of everyone's sanity, we're going to move.

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As it turns out, the process of flat hunting is both very similar and very different from apartment hunting in New York.

 

In New York, you pay a broker's fee of about one month's rent for having a broker do nothing other than unlocking the door of a new apartment for you.

In London, the landlord pays an estate agent's fee of about one month for basically posting the flat online.

 

In New York, you'll rarely get a dishwasher and never get a washing machine.

In London, you'll get a washing machine and rarely get a dishwasher.

 

In London, it's totally normal and possible to find a flat with a garden. A garden.

In both cities, you have about five seconds to claim a flat/apartment before it's off the market.

 

 Here's what our new flat looks like in my head:

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Keep those fingers crossed!

 

*For the record, both of my lovely flatmates are troopers who put up with my constant moving/organizing/rearranging of everything. They've never muttered a single complaint and for that I am thankful.

 

 

From here, here, here, here, here, here, oh—and here!