I bought a rug from IKEA last night.
Although, in the end, it came out looking Insta-grand, selecting a rug to match the black couch, purple chairs and yellow walls of my bedroom was not an easy task. In fact, it wasn't until Bevan chose a rug that he thought would go great with my stuff that I knew my choice had to be the exact opposite. It's funny how things work out like that. Well, funny to me, anyway.