Since relocating from Australia to Thailand at the start of the year, my partner and I have been searching for the perfect place to call home …
In the hills of Koh Tao, we found a bungalow that costs less per day than a Venti Caramel Frappuccino. The bunglaow features one bedroom, a small kitchen and bathroom, two balconies, and a spectacularly uninspiring interior.
But HOLY SHIT LOOK AT THE VIEW:
Featuring veneer panelling, fluorescent lights, and a generous layer of gecko droppings, this one was a fixer-upper. We decided to live our a home improvement fantasy and give it a makeover.
And now, the hard work is over.
I give you …
Our most indulgent item: the Italian bedspread. I have fallen in love with Granfoulard and they’re not even paying me to say that! (Dear Granfoulard: Please note, I do accept payment in bedspreads.)
With the help of a little Pinterest inspiration, we sourced furnishings in Bangkok, Chiang Mai, and Vietnam. We zigzagged through the Mecca of Bangkok in hot pink taxis, hunting down markets and haggling with stall owners down to the last crumpled baht.
Two bowls. Two wine glasses. Two plates. One saucepan. One fry pan. Absolute simplicity.
The linen curtains are dreamy. They flutter with the sea breeze and give us privacy at night, but when we wake up in the morning, we can still see a shock of blue ocean through the sheer fabric.
The tanning deck.
The yoga deck.
The view is terribly distracting. Joy = 10. Productivity = 0.
Ivan at work in his PJs.
Pretty, shiny, lovely things.
Mango, coffee, beer.
Home sweet home.