Just finished setting up my groovy Guest Suite.
Too bad I never have guests
/ tears /
Last night, I entered a design competition.
The competition was to design a bottle label for something called “Kombucha" within two hours.
When they blew the whistle, I promptly researched “Kombucha”
I legitimately flinched when the results loaded on Google.
"FERMENTED BACTERIA TEA"
Disgusted with myself for continuing in the competition, I made sure to include my discomfort in the design by adding “Shit Drink" to it.
Regardless of my snide label design, I won the contest.
The $20 Mid-Century Time Capsule Apartment of a 20-Year-Old
This is a project of mine that I started about nine months ago when I turned 20 and moved to North Phoenix in the Medlock District.
I set off to garage sales and thrift stores with only a base of twenty dollars in my pocket. I began buying and selling until I had accumulated an entire home’s worth of mid-century furniture and decor. That budget included paint, wood-panel walls, and other repairs.
It was a ridiculous amount of hard work, but boy did it pay off.
Before you accuse me of having too much free time on my hands, keep in mind that I am also a full-time student and working as an in-house designer at a print shop. I’m just violently persistent in my hobbies.
Want to live here?
As it happens, I’m actually looking for a roommate.
I pay a monthly accumulative of about $1,500.
(That’s not very easy when you’re a solo 20-year-old college student)
But I’m only charging a flat rate of $400 monthly.
And if you don’t think that’s the best deal in America, then get out.
Message me for details
I was doing some quick scribble-sketches of myself to mock up a project I’m working on and-
-I realized that I look like Link from the Legend of Zelda in a K-pop band
Here’s a recent shot of the lounge in my mid-century time capsule apartment.
As it happens, I’m looking for a roomate. If you want to get in on this swankiness in the historical district of Phoenix, Arizona, shoot me a message, Daddy-O!
I pay an accumulative of $1,500. But I’m only charging $450 flat. If you think that isn’t the best thing ever, then you can go eat something dangerous.
I just convinced my friend to get the best tattoo ever.
It’s best because he has absolutely no idea who Teddie is.