Bwog doesn’t have the cash to “pimp your room,” and we certainly don’t want to raid it and then date you. So we bring you the semi-weekly Thursday feature, the “Cribs-esque” Room Hopping… continuing with some lucky Barnard seniors….

After years in cramped doubles, Lala, Masha, Frances, and Samantha got their golden ticket  to a place sweeter than Willy Wonka’s– the housing gods smiled upon them and delivered to them lottery number three.

What does number three get you? Well, french doors, balconies, river views, wood moldings, a roomy dining room / kitchen / livingroom, and a real bathtub to start.

“This is our humble abode,” says Lala. “we’re not pretty humble about it, admittedly.”

When the girls arrived to check out the space, they realized a trip to Ikea was in order. Furniture was upholstered, placemats and accent rugs purchased, curtains hung. They
dumpster dove the rest. Each resident has embraced the soft yellow walls of her single to make them soft and billowy spaces.

The girls have even adjusted their vocabularies to reflect their superior living spot. They call their tenth floor four-bedroom on 116th between Broadway and Riverside a “flat,” and have redubbed one another “flatmates.”

And this little guy (left) is Ganesh, a statue one of the girls picked up while studying abroad in India. Ganesh is the flat crier, an “announcer,” Lala says.

The girls have been showing off their well-decorated quarters for several weeks, but have not truly broken it in yet.

“We plan on hosting some sort of gathering after the L-SATs” says Frances.

They can see a good sliver of the Hudson River from most windows– including by Lala’s desk, out Masha’s french doors, and behind the sofa in the livingroom.

“[The bathroom’s] disgusting, but when you shower, you can see the river,” says Lala.