Pillows for a Blue Velvet Sofa
I bought a blue velvet sofa in a fit of confidence about eighteen months ago, cobalt, jewel toned, the kind of blue that looks incredible in a showroom and slightly…
I bought a blue velvet sofa in a fit of confidence about eighteen months ago, cobalt, jewel toned, the kind of blue that looks incredible in a showroom and slightly…
I ran the numbers on this once, out of genuine curiosity rather than any need to justify it to anyone, and worked out that I reach for a throw pillow…
I own eleven mustard pillows. ELEVEN. I counted them last week while doing a deep clean under the couch, found three I forgot existed, and had a full sit down…
I count throw pillows the way some people count steps on a fitness tracker. Four on the sofa most of the year, six around the holidays because my mother gives…
My sister walked into my condo in December, looked at the gray sofa with its brand new blush pink pillows on it, picked one up, turned it over like she…
Corinne stood in my doorway with her coat still on, looked at my new sofa, and said, “Oh no. It looks like it’s mid argument with itself.” I’d just had…
I used to think bathrooms with colored vanities were a trap. You inherit the thing (a rental, a house you bought with the previous owner’s choices baked in, whatever) and…
My sister texted me a photo of her own house at 9pm on a Tuesday with the caption “why does my front yard look like a crime scene.” No context.…
My sister Marina stood in my kitchen doorway last month, still had her coat on, looked at my walls and said, “Did you paint this yourself, or did the gray…
I bought my first charcoal sofa in 2011 convinced I was buying black, and I want you to sit with that for a second before you judge me too hard,…