Oh, Laura Ashley, I just can’t quit you.

I have a bit of an obsession with Laura Ashley. Not because I love it, but because A) I successfully resisted wearing it for my entire childhood and B) because I often like to imagine what kind of Anne Shirley I would be if I did, in fact, live in Green Gables.

My friend sent me the link to this little beauty last night: The Only 12 Acceptable Scenarios For These Laura Ashley ’80s Outfits. 

She’s a good friend for this. It’s every bit as awesome as you’d want it to be. Once in a while, Buzzfeed, you get it right.

My weekend thus far has consisted of furniture shopping and eating. You know, like you do.

It comes down to Option A:

It seems that I just can’t quit having my adult bedroom look like a dormitory. Le sigh.

Or, Option B:

I really like Option B. Although, of course, once it makes it into our scary, scary hoarder’s nest, it won’t look nearly so architectural or lovely and will function as a human bed/laundry shelf/dog bed/dining room table. You know, like we do.

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  1. Oh, Laura Ashley! I never ever understood it. I arrived, as a yankee, to my southern women’s college to learn I was not only out of touch and out of style, but that I would clearly never land a husband without Laura Ashley in my wardrobe. I did get to borrow LA but it didn’t work for said husband. I think you have to own the genuine article.
    Alas… I was much better suited for motocross and a back pack.
    I loved this! Thank you!!

  2. Oh I would love to be able to go out and buy new stuff to update the look of stuff but I have no money so I don’t do it

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