As a little girl, I always wanted a canopy bed. It was my ultimate dream piece of furniture. I also really wanted a balcony just like that massive one Princess Jasmine had in Disney’s Aladdin. (For those uninterested in the nostalgia, skip ahead to 1:44.) Seeing, however, that that was totally out of the question and would only ever exist in my fantasy home, I set my sights on a canopied bed.
After much pleading, my parents would always sit me down and say, “It’s just a bed. Your eyes are closed and you’re fast asleep while you’re in it. So why do you need it?” Then, I didn’t quite know what it was about them that made my heart ache for a canopy. Even now as my love still flourishes, it’s hard to pin point what exactly it is that makes a canopied bed so covetable to me.
There’s just this feeling I get when I envision myself all tucked under the covers. The ability to close off my sleeping area from the rest of the world in a place that’s distinctly my own. Like a private little bear cave all to myself where I can snuggle deep under the covers. Somewhere safe and warm. Somewhere I’ll feel just like a girl out of a fairy tale.
Always one to spend my spare moments lost in daydreams, I find myself all too often fantasizing about my dream house. It probably doesn’t help that I waste more time than I should scoring the web and filling my design inspiration files to the brim with lovely images. But I can’t help imagining just how I might make my childhood desires come to life. My 8-year-old self would have delighted in the images above, however my taste has drastically changed since I was a wee one. (I can only take super girly things in very small and sparing doses now-adays.)
Perhaps something crafty and DIY like using pieces of wood tangled in fairy lights like above? (On a side note, having a cozy little bed nook like above – where the head and foot of the bed both touch opposing walls – is an interior fantasy of mine as well.)
Or if I’m ever fortunate enough to get that bay-window I’ve long been coveting, I could float my bed in the center and surround it with flowing, sheer fabrics.
Or even something as simple as hanging a few drapery panels at the corners of the bed and hanging fairy lights along the wall would be just as effective.
If money were no obstacle, I’d totally go this route. How lovely is that entire room? Elegant, white, dreamy… with a mini-canopy to tote. It satisfies everything on my checklist.
Any way you slice it, something deep down inside me is longing for that canopy bed and some day, I vow to make the little girl inside me happy by fulfilling her life-long wish.
I’m super jealous of your canopy! Even more so that it has such a lovely meaning behind it, too. :)
And I promise I will twirl and twirl and twirl to my heart’s content! Canopy, here I come! (I just wrote gnome… that’s … awkward.)
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