The reading light that hung above my bed as a kid never sat quite flush against the wall (or not for long anyway). It rocked when I turned it on and off and it…
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Tip # 186: Don’t knock it ’til you’ve stacked it. We live in New York City. And while the crumbling brownstone we call home is far from the most extreme example in this city…
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1. these sweet sheets. {a gift for new bunks from genius printmakers, lewis.} 2. these well-loved paints. {and little guy who runs to use them ~5x a day.} 3. this basil. {for being cheapest,…
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The first thing to know when tackling a reupholstery project is that those time-lapse videos that you see of people rapidly removing staples and easily smoothing fabric before giving a yank here and a…
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There are more noble pursuits than sloughing dead skin from your heels and ensuring that your chipping pedicure doesn’t see the light of day for one for one more minute, but I’m here to…
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No! This is precisely the time when artists go to work. There is no time for despair, no place for self-pity, no need for silence, no room for fear. We speak, we write, we do language.…
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1. this finished project. {because, finally. more just as soon as i’ve recovered.} 2. this pumice stone. {because summertime feet just need a little help.} 3. this little spot of cheer. {because who could…
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My living room, which is to say, the entirety of my apartment, is a mess of loveseat innards. There are rolls of burlap and wool batting on the bed. There are the raggedy remains…
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Every once in a while, I write a round-up of very solid options for very necessary household staples and I put them under the umbrella of simple stuff. Today, I don’t have options to…
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I’ll write more about the latest iteration of the kid’s room once we’ve had a chance to settle into it a bit and finish a few projects, but I couldn’t wait to share the…