When I was little, I had a perfectly organized room
In college, I measured my dorm room so I could put carpet down to make it feel more comfy and inviting, and the navy blue carpet perfectly matched by navy blue bedspread and navy blue curtains. Design was fun, natural, and easy for me. I loved it but I never actually took it seriously.
Making design my career never crossed my mind.
Because design wasn’t “serious.”
So, I majored in Geology but I also got a second Bachelor of Arts in Community and Environmental Planning. After graduation, I joined the Peace Corps, teaching environmental education to grade-schoolers in Nicaragua.
When I got home, I got married, and started raising our two seriously-not-normal cats. So there I was with a fun job and a steady marriage, life humming along, and then life threw me a curve ball. It turned out the marriage wasn’t as steady as I thought, and soon I found myself career-and-marriage-free. Though I got to keep the house, I felt trapped within the walls of my old marriage.
I mean, literally, I spent every day staring at the colors we painted on the wall together, eating at the dining table we’d inherited from his folks, sleeping on the bed we’d shared. Living there took what already felt awful (getting divorced) and made it ten-thousand-times worse.
One day I decided to change it. I found a gallon of nearly-black paint in the garage and I painted it all over the vaulted ceilings. (For the record, this was a horrible design decision.) It was ugly, but it was MINE, and at least it didn’t feel like us. I sold all the old furniture on Craigslist and replaced it with “new” stuff that I loved. It wasn’t long before I’d changed the whole space, and it stopped reminding me of my “failure.” Now it whispered to me of joy, possibility, and hope. I could once again walk in the front door and feel that’d I’d come home.
That was it. I realized that design isn’t just fun, it’s powerful. It’s transformative. It’s essential.•
I looked around and realized that no one seemed to be talking about the human impact of residential design. It showed up in urban planning and even commercial and hospitality design to some degree. But home design was all “this trend” and “that color of the year” and “look what you can buy to be happy.” This was before the days of mindfulness and the Japanese art of keeping things clean, and I realized…
I needed to tell the everyone.
Paint and pillows could change the world.
So I started my own design business. Now, almost a decade later, I’ve worked with hundreds of people, designing rooms that uniquely feel like HOME. Whether it’s working with furniture they already loved or starting completely from scratch, I help craft spaces that enliven the people living in them.
Are you ready to start loving the space you’re in? I mean, seriously, why are you living with stuff you hate? Life is too darn short.
My team and I work with people who know why they want to redesign. They’re ready to shift, to step into their new life, and to really love their space.
So, if you’ve got the why, we’ve got the how.