As a six year-old child, I had one design goal for my future home. It looked a little something like this:
Not much has changed over the years. I'm slowly building a book collection. The bookshelves won't fill up as quickly as I like because I have one rule that I refuse to waver from: I have to read each book before it finds a home on a shelf. For me, bookshelves aren't about being "styled." I don't want my bookshelves to hold vases. I want them to hold books. Books that I have read and treasured. I don't want to buy books because they fit with my decor, or can be used as design filler. I buy books because, for me, there's nothing better than getting lost in a story. I've always been this way. I blame my mother and Laura Ingalls Wilder.
Every book in my apartment has been read at least twice. Some of my favorites have been read upward of a dozen times. When I see walls and walls of books like this, I see the endless possibility of stories, adventures, and knowledge. I want to pass a library on to my children someday.
Also, having a ladder is not an option; it's a requirement.
All images via my Pinterest.