Bulb Warmth for White Walls
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…
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 own seven mirrors right now, in a condo with exactly one vanity, and I want to be honest that four of them are currently stacked against the wall of…
Someone told me once that light brown furniture is the beige of the wood world, safe, forgettable, impossible to actually mess up because it goes with everything and therefore goes…
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…
Okay so here’s the thing everyone says about empty vases. That they’re a placeholder. A “waiting for flowers” situation. Something that only earns its spot on the shelf once there’s…
Okay so I own six bed frames. Six. Not six beds, six FRAMES, because two of them are just sitting disassembled behind my armchair like some kind of furniture graveyard,…
I own nineteen paint sample pots right now, lined up on my kitchen windowsill like a very sad science fair project, and every single one of them is trying to…
I own fourteen paint sample pots right now. Fourteen. They’re lined up on top of the fridge because that’s the only surface in this house currently safe from small hands,…
I bought a full set of Encyclopedia Britannica off a woman on Facebook Marketplace for forty dollars, which felt like a genuine triumph at the time. Twenty six volumes, 1987…
I was on my knees Tuesday morning, vacuum attachment in one hand, phone flashlight in the other, trying to work out what exactly had colonized the space under my coffee…