I was sitting in my backyard last Tuesday, listening to the rhythmic drip-drop of a leaky faucet, when it hit me: we’ve been taught to view our household water as…
I still remember the first time I stumbled upon a beautifully crafted piece of furniture with a lacquered gloss finish. It was in a small, eclectic shop in the French…
As I wander through the vibrant streets of New Orleans, I'm reminded of the beauty in reuse, particularly when it comes to upcycled furniture for modern interiors. I've seen my…
I still remember the day I decided to tackle the dreaded task of Cleaning Window Tracks in my old New Orleans apartment. The jazz was playing, the sun was shining,…
I still remember the day I stumbled upon a Home storage organization systems store in the French Quarter, and my mind was blown by the sheer complexity of it all.…
As I sit here, surrounded by the eclectic charm of my favorite independent bookstore, I'm reminded of the rhythm of life that exists in every space, including our kitchens. You…
I still remember the day I decided to replace a dated light fixture in my New Orleans home - it was like trying to find the perfect jazz riff in…
I still remember the day I stumbled upon an old, worn-out dresser in a quaint vintage shop in the French Quarter. It was love at first sight, but not for…
I remember the time I was fifteen minutes out from hosting a dinner party and realized my living room looked like a crime scene. Picture this: a pile of mismatched…