|gen x's plaid, nubby, thrift store, lawn chair and beers vs. gen millennial's curtains, wall hangings, wine and bistro ambiance|
Both stories examine groups of four friends, post college, who graduated during a recession and find themselves confronted with the twin realities of being tossed off the parental dole while enduring scut jobs (now known as 'bitch work') they hate, while still dreaming of artistic greatness. Voila! Oh, and there's guy trouble and guys coming out of the closet and a responsible roommie who wants to pay bills on time and...
|awkward parental dinner|
REALITY BITES: Whenever someone cites how awful this recession is for grads and how 85% of them are living with their parents, I think 'so what? gen x did the exact same thing in the mid-90s for the exact same reason. they called us slackers and blamed us for becoming waitresses and cashiers when there was no 'real' work to be found.' I respect this recession is far worse, but recessions come and go.
|thrift furnishings from the early '80s covered in dirty laundry and smooshed pillows|
|the vintage kitchen set is actually cool|
|late '70s shaun cassidy poster - respect our cultural icons|
|this was a few years before gen x started circulating "child of the '80s" pop culture lists on email|
So that's the raggedy-assed tale of my generation's baby steps into the 'real world.' Downright Spartan, right?
|reality buys you a good meal before it drops the hammer|
The other pleasure is a charming nostalgia of myself as a 24 year-old newbie. A little surge of that old feeling of being young, naive, and wide open to possibilities. Weightless! I mean look at these idiots. Even as they endure the day-to-day grind of New York City and the degradation of their poor choices, they're still so full of dreams their feet barely touch the asphalt. If they can just start valuing themselves sufficiently to ditch these loser man/boys and embrace their own power... these girls might do themselves proud.
|in the pilot the kitchen cabinets are wood and there is no fridge|
|in the second ep, the upper cabinets have been diy'd with paint and craft paper and an old fridge has been added|
|the sofa changes in ep2 two this graphic blue which balances with all the other colored furniture|
|all the interesting vintage pieces...and then that cheapshit black lamp that shows up in every cheap interior, even on makeover shows|
|upcoming episode: looks like even more revamping of the livingroom|
|a view of marnie's bedroom from the dining table|
|marnie's room: west elm bedding, a headboard is added in ep2|
|hannah's feminine bedroom (mostly urban outfitters and ikea)|
|this was shoshanna's pad in the pilot|
|and this was her pad after the pilot: fairly spacious for a studio|
|"sex & the city" poster: respect our cultural icons; clearly she's supported - west elm sofa and desk, brocade home tables, target lampshades, the ottomans and desk chair put it over the top!|
|the company store rug in ep2 changes to a shag in ep3 [correction: this dhurrie is next to the shag - one is the bedroom, the other is the livingroom]; plus, a hot pink kitchen|
|there's also a daybed for cousin jessa to crash on and add her own messy, globetrotting vibe|
Jessa's bravado will diminish with time as she begins to feel the long-term consequences of her selfish hedonism. Hannah, on the other hand, is going to have to find a way to believe that she deserves to live a dignified life. She's resourceful enough to support herself and she's good enough to win a man without offering convenient sex as the only lure.
But that's gonna take, as I've often said of women I know, as long as it takes.