What I’m after here is admittedly niche and of small consequence in the grand scheme of things but then so are lots of things that wiggle under my skin and stay there. I am…
In a very vintage bathroom, my motto is to leave well enough alone. If you’ve ever looked for a rental apartment in an old building you’ll know this is not everyone’s motto. Partially renovated…
March 1 and I’m fully ready for spring. More than ever, I need the promise of new beginnings and daydreaming about fresh air that’s warm enough to sit in without freezing my—er—toes off. Here’s…
Of all the things to send me over the edge, you might not suspect that the greasy waxed paper around a crumb-covered knob of butter would be the thing. Or perhaps you’ve been around…
We have a wall-to-wall painted canvas floorcloth in our dining slash living room. I painted it myself last fall and while I’d love to take credit for the idea, painted canvas floorcloths predate me…
Here’s a specific post with an evergreen takeaway: find the solution that works for you and your space. In our old apartment, we kept our shoes wrangled in a basket and a crate that…
I realize it was relatively recently that I was daydreaming about having a do-nothing day, but my need for rest and quiet seem insatiable these days and I am very much ready to nap.…
James gave me an olive tree for Christmas. A peace offering, maybe. Or an assurance that despite the wreck of a year that we’ve had, we can care for something together and watch it…
The thing about glass doors is that you’re able to see through them. I mentioned yesterday that there are moments when the transparency is very lovely, but there are also moments that call for…
In advance of Election Day, a little encouragement to head to the polls: A bright red jumpsuit for feeling peppy over the course of a long day. A reminder to post en route to…