A Slightly Crooked Tour of Chez Daddy Likey

So, you know how sometimes you move into a new place and promise to post pictures ASAP but then for the first couple months you have to choose between food and home decor and you choose food and then you put up some cool stuff but then the whole apartment complex undergoes massive renovations and they tear out a bunch of your drywall and black out your windows and force you to live like sad little moles and almost ruin your relationship with your boyfriend and finally that's over with and just when you're about to take a picture of your cool apartment you realize that you need to vacuum, like, really bad, and then on your way to get the vacuum you get distracted by a preview for Step Up 2 the Streets (really? Still steppin' up?) and all of a sudden it's EIGHT MONTHS later and you still haven't posted pictures?

Yeah, me too.

Well, finally, eight months in the making, I'd like to show you....my poorly photographed living room (click on any picture for detail view):

After the Spice Girls concert I joked to my boyfriend that we should buy a concert poster and make it the centerpiece of our living room. He said, "Let's do it."

I love to cluster different mediums in different frames: photography next to paintings next to pages from old Life magazines my dad found at the dump (score!). In other news, contrary to how it looks in this photo, these frames are all straight and even...as is the wall. I seem to be incapable of taking a good picture today.

Clockwise from top left: Buddhist quote, happy dinosaur tile by Rachel, pink lady painting by me, protest photo of Nick and me, half naked Scott holding a penguin print by Rachel, picture of my mom teaching a chimp sign language (and I can't even hold a camera straight, damnit).

The framed newspaper on the right is my boyfriend's prize possession.

Where the magic happens.

Here's our ode to Washington DC in wall form. I found that giant regal frame at Goodwill and it ended up being the perfect size to showcase our beloved protest sign.

The famous "other side" of the living room, featuring the guitar I use to shred the hell out of "G."

My friend Rachel painted this giant red Converse like five years ago and I begged and manipulated and bribed and guilt-tripped her to give it to me every day since. She finally succumbed last Christmas (thank you Rachy!). Vintage maps from a rad paper store in LA.

Creepy painting from my grandma's basement.

Typewriter from my grandma's basement (seriously the best place for bargains during a recession).

I love big noses.

My favorite piece in the whole house is this giraffe printed on canvas I found at an estate sale for $8. Above is Nick's John Lennon lyric sheet. To the left is a broken venetian blind, because at Chez Daddy Likey, it's pure class all the way!

I'm obsessed with vintage advertising, especially these classic VW Beetle ads.


Nick bought me this fantastic vintage chair a couple years ago to use at a vanity, but at our new place I put my glamorous makeup on in the bathroom instead, so we were struggling to find a way to work the chair in. I finally decided to use it as a pretty shelf to display a stack of our most pretentious books, and I really like how it came out.

That's all I've got for now. Let me know if you want to see any different detail shots or know where a particular item is from or what a particular item is (for example, the hot pink shape in the photo above is indeed a bust of Richard Wagner).