Yes, we are smitten with the record player Jason got me for Christmas and have been scooping up vinyl to play at an exponential rate ever since.

So in love, are we, that we devoted a space in our apartment to the record player.

Luckily enough, the bookshelf (thanks, Ikea) gathers items that otherwise cluttered the place and displays them nicely – we even have a shelf for our vinyl collection. The player is at eye level and illuminated by light, promoting prime and correct needle placement.

An Iron & Wine poster I picked up from a record shop for $2 is a perfect compliment to the space.

Some wine bottles from Trader Joes (Spiral Wines, to be exact) act as functional and cheap flower vases.

Ah, love.