Every decor piece has a story…

I’ve always been intrigued by things in other peoples homes. Not the items that they want you to notice, their accent-colored throw pillows…..the seasonal scented candles….the “good” guest towels in the powder room. Those are pedestrian with no real connection to the humans that habitat within the walls. I want to see the crochet blanket grandma gave you when you left for college. The shelf your brother made in community college shop class. The cast iron Dutch oven you keep on your stovetop that you use a few times a year but comforts you several times a day when you walk past. These are the items that gives the world a glimpse of our true selves. Odd, quirky expressions of our inner monologue.