Molly and I were chatting today about home decor
and she was talking about a friend's house and her own home — lots of white and cream, woods and burlap fabrics, with minimal pops of color — and how much she gravitates toward that style.
I was quite the white and cream gal awhile back
(and to this day feel nostalgic and sometimes a bit homesick for those surroundings),
but for some reason I've become quite the lover of color.
Over the last five years I've fallen in love with English country homes
and their mismatch of faded-from-washing fabrics.
I've watched Rachel Ashwell over the years begin to pepper her white palette with color
and still create calming atmospheres.
I'll still always love a beachy white room
and swoon over the interiors in Pottery Barn and Restoration Hardware,
but I live with color now, lots of it, perhaps a nod to my own evolving,
wanting to surround myself with whatever I like as long as it makes me happy.