Nightstands for a Metal Bed Frame
My dad walked into my bedroom last spring, looked at the new bed frame I’d just leveled out, then looked at the nightstand I’d shoved next to it, and said…
My dad walked into my bedroom last spring, looked at the new bed frame I’d just leveled out, then looked at the nightstand I’d shoved next to it, and said…
I did a rough count of drink rings on the current end tables in this living room last month, purely out of curiosity, and got to fourteen across three tables…
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’ve got thirty eight flooring samples sitting in a milk crate in the back of my truck right now. Not swatches, actual samples, the six inch chunks of engineered oak…
I told a colleague, the woman two desks over who has strong opinions about everything from her lunch order to my monitor arm setup, that I was skipping a headboard…
My mom walked into my living room in November, took one look at the lamp by the couch, and said, “why does it look like you’re running a dentist’s office…
I have three clear glass vases in steady rotation and one of them has not been properly empty since the end of September. That is close to two months, which…
My sister Maddie walked onto my patio last June, looked straight up at the string of bulbs I’d just spent forty five minutes untangling and clipping to the fence, and…
I own fourteen vases. Fourteen. I counted them properly last month while looking for a specific ironstone jug that had gone missing into the depths of my kitchen cabinet, and…
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?”…