I am the worlds biggest sucker.
For all things pretty.
Pretty and practical that is.
That’s the one-two knockout punch for a sucker like me.
A little bit creature-comfort a little bit utilitarian.
That’s the kind of practical magic that draws me like a moth to a flame.
Yes indeed, I fall for decor that's a hybrid of proper and slightly askew (heck, I’ve even made a career on all things off-kilter!)
A subtle alchemy of decor that exudes fussy flamboyance and yet a devil-may-care if you just plop yourself right down on it.
Oh for a soft place to land!
A house that is lived in doesn’t always look so picture perfect (oh, you so know what I mean!) … so if you're like me your home teeters precariously on the fringe of grey gardens yet littered with all things in an attempt to be luxurious, poised and palatial ( i.e. high low. )
If your house is anything like mine most days it looks a little bit like a raucous, rococo hoedown.
I can live with that wild menagerie of knick-knacks and bric-a-brac as long as it’s aesthetically pleasing. I can live with the collision of wild pillows and unfolded blankets, footloose and fancy free as long as they’re pretty and fetching. Clusters of colors and mystery waiting to be discovered in all the creases, wrinkles and folds of unkempt.
It‘s truly a selfish venture!
Me, wanting more layers.
Me, creating and making more things to layer. So thus enters my need/want for beguiling, linen-backed velveteen throws in my life.
Something to rekindle my dwindling love for my once-loved, worn-in furniture and decor …. Pops of color and luxe velveteen to give new life to spaces I’ve gazed upon a thousand times.
Making me fall in love again with what I have.
Reminding me why I have it.
Reinventing . Luxe velveteen tempered with natural nature of softened linen...the perfect topper, throw or coverlet for you and your furniture to don. For me, that is the hot ticket.
Pretty and pragmatic.
This photo shoot was extra challenging.
It was traipsing props, headboard, foot board, mattress, chandelier piece by piece down a steep hill and then back up again. But how can I complain really? ( oh, how I suffer for art ! )
This is where I work
This is what I do,
and I love it.