Jikana Damaru: Children's bedroom lust (the acceptable kind...)

I have a secret passion for decorating children's bedrooms. This secret is so well-kept that even if you visited my actual children's bedrooms, you would not realise this passion exists...

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Although, let's be real here, people. There is absolutely no evidence that a child has ever set foot in any of these magnificent bedroom showpieces and even if they did they would be instantly chastised for leaving marks on the air.

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I think sometimes I am just too practical and stingy to be a truly good decorator. Cappers bedroom is a lovely space, but she wanted pink, pink, pink and that's what she got (note absence of pink in stylish rooms above). There was a reasonable blue ticking roman blind on her bedroom window when we moved in and I managed to convince her that it was permanently glued to the wall. Turns out that blind saves the room from looking like a particularly messy marshmallow.

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For The Badoo's room, I made about 60 colourful printed butterflies (that's right, 60 of the little devils - see WMG for only possible explanation) and strung them back and forth across her room. They look beautiful and as a newborn she was fascinated, but that was the beginning and end of decorating The Badoo's bedroom. Make that practical, stingy and lazy.

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Maxi-Taxi's room is huge so the lonely bunting I hung in the window is the equivalent of hanging one balloon and calling it a party. But, you know, boys are hard work to decorate for if they're not especially nautical and oh my, have you seen the price of kid stuff these days? Besides, I have a book to read. Practical, stingy, lazy and unmotivated.

But I'll continue to dream that I'm none of the above. That I have both the capacity and desire to furnish my home in a manner that is individual, appealing and effortlessly chic. And practical. Oh, and cheap.