Today I’m sharing a vintage-inspired teen girl’s room that is far more stylish than the teenage bedroom I grew up in. The funny thing about this story is that I don’t have a teenager. At least, not for awhile. I won’t have a teenager in the house for another 29 days, 11 hours, 20 minutes four weeks or so, but who is counting? Not me. Ah, denial. Such a comforting cloak to wear. The truth is I’m not freaked out about my baby girl growing up. She’s going to be fine. She’s smart, creative, and has a good head on her shoulders. It’s me! This very natural change where kids want more…