My Dog and the Pillow Situation
I was folding laundry on the couch, the kind of task where you’re only half paying attention, and out of the corner of my eye I watched my dog Biscuit…
I was folding laundry on the couch, the kind of task where you’re only half paying attention, and out of the corner of my eye I watched my dog Biscuit…
Ask ten people whether you can actually put a fire pit on a deck and you’ll get two answers, both delivered with total confidence, both slightly wrong. Half of them…
I currently own twenty seven outdoor cushions. Twenty seven. I counted them properly last week, laid every single one out on my building’s shared roof deck like some kind of…
I own four portable crib mattress pads right now. Four. For one baby, who sleeps in exactly one portable crib at a time, and I have genuinely stood in the…
I was on my hands and knees vacuuming under my bed on a Sunday, the specific kind of chore that only happens because you’ve run out of other ways to…
I was reaching over to set my coffee down on the ottoman in my living room last Tuesday, mid text, not even looking, the way you do with an actual…
Ask anyone who’s furnished a mid century room and they’ll tell you the rug barely matters. The sofa’s the hero, the walnut credenza’s the hero, the pendant light gets photographed…
I checked my porch light app the other night, out of boredom more than anything, and it turns out I’ve adjusted my outdoor lighting temperature eleven times since April. Eleven.…
My mom walked into my bedroom last November, took one look at the lamp on my nightstand, and said, “Why does your room look like a hospital corridor at 2am?”…
I painted my first bathroom vanity the exact wrong shade of white and didn’t understand why for about six months. This was my old apartment on Judah, the one with…