Creative tips

I used to think painted floors were something only design bloggers with infinite patience could pull off. Then I spent three weekends staring at the dingy

I used to think fireplaces were just about the fire itself. Turns out, after staging maybe a hundred homes over the past few years, the mantel and surrounding

I used to think elegance was about stark contrasts—bold reds against crisp whites, that sort of thing. But here’s the thing: the most sophisticated

I used to think herringbone floors were the domain of fancy Victorian townhouses and people who hire decorators. Turns out, you can fake the entire thing

I used to think checkerboard floors were something only fancy restaurants or mid-century diners could pull off. Then I saw one in a friend’

I used to think geometric wall painting was just for people with engineering degrees and infinite patience. Turns out, the most striking accent walls I’

I used to think hidden storage was just about fake books with hollowed-out centers, the kind you see in spy movies. Turns out, built-in furniture has been

I used to think floor patterns were something you inherited, not chose. Like, you moved into a place and there was linoleum or hardwood or those depressing

I used to think comfort was just about softness. Then I moved into a loft with concrete floors and realized—wait, no—that temperature matters just as much as texture.

I used to think tropical wood was just tropical wood, you know? Then I spent three weeks in Honduras, staying in a house outside La Ceiba where every surface