Creative tips

I used to think Australian coastal design was just about throwing some rattan furniture on a deck and calling it a day. Turns out, there’

I used to think painting cabinet interiors was unnecessary—who looks inside, anyway? Then I opened a friend’s kitchen cabinet hunting for coffee

I used to walk past vintage brass candlesticks at thrift stores without a second glance. Then one Saturday afternoon, somewhere between the chipped teacups

I used to think Florida rooms were just glorified porches—until I visited my aunt’s place in Sarasota and realized I’d been wrong for, oh

I used to think Czech interiors were all about those heavy wooden beams and dark, suffocating spaces. Turns out, the real magic happens when you start

I used to think rolling ladders were just cinematic props—something out of Beauty and the Beast or old university libraries where dust motes swirl in amber light.

I used to think settees were just small sofas for people with commitment issues. Turns out, the whole formal-versus-casual thing with settees is way more

I used to think basements were just places where old furniture went to die. But here’s the thing—when you’re trying to sell a house, that dimly

I used to think sunrooms were just glassed-in porches where people put wicker furniture to die. Then I spent three months researching how architects actually

I used to think painting brick was some kind of design crime, like carpeting over hardwood or painting Victorian molding builder-grade white.