“You’re such an adult.”That’s the response I’m typically met with when people find out I own my New York City apartment. It’s something I’m proud of, sure, especially considering I used to rent an East Village abode that looked out over the building’s dumpster. A recent takedown of West Elm’s Peggy couch set the Internet ablaze and proved all too relatable for people who hate their couches. But more specifically, author Anna Hezel’s lament rang true for anyone who identified with the writer’s need to “prove [her] adulthood with mid-century furniture. As kids, we envision what our lives will look like, and by what age those things will come to fruition.

Source: Huffington Post February 24, 2017 19:33 UTC