Creative tips

I’ve spent more hours than I care to admit staring at photographs of Russian interiors, and honestly, the first thing that hits you isn’

I used to think cork boards were just for kids’ rooms—those flimsy squares you’d pin homework reminders to. Turns out, cork is having this

I used to think painting glass vases was one of those Pinterest things that looked easy until you tried it and ended up with streaky disasters drying on

I used to think Moroccan rugs were just, you know, rugs. Then I spent three weeks in the Middle Atlas Mountains watching a woman named Fatima knot wool

I used to think waterfront properties sold themselves. Then I spent three months watching a gorgeous lakefront home languish on the market—three bedrooms

I’ve spent way too many afternoons standing in showrooms, overwhelmed by fabric swatches and wondering why anyone needs seventeen shades of beige. Here’

I used to think mixing patterns was something only interior designers could pull off without making a room look like it exploded. Turns out, the whole

I used to think volcanic islands were all black sand and dramatic cliffs until I spent three weeks in Saint Vincent. The thing about designing interiors

I used to think furniture proportions were just about making things look ‘nice’. Then I spent an afternoon in a Milan showroom watching a master

I used to think jewelry organization was about those velvet-lined boxes my grandmother had, the ones that smelled faintly of mothballs and made everything