It died. But in a good way. The big plans died, but Pete is ensconced in his apartment, which is the mirror image of my own in layout, and right next door to boot. And it is lovely and cozy, but it's not a modern, tribal, man cave. This is probably a good thing.
This happens sometimes. The initial vision gave way to the realities of the budget, and we had to make room for curb-side finds, inherited IKEA pieces, and a bunch of culled from parental basements and the like.
Pete really took care of the whole thing himself. And it turns out, he's quite a stylish fellow.
Anyway, just because the project didn't go as planned, doesn't mean you don't deserve pictures. So pictures ye shall have!
Let's start with the "before" shots:
Truly, the whole project was Pete's doing. He had little-to-no help from me. My one contribution is the Windsor chair in the living room - a classic piece that goes well with Pete's slightly rustic style. Let's all give Pete props from his super low-budget, super cozy, super cool new home.