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WHY am I inside the duvet.
No like… why am I IN it.
My husband (6’+) does this in 30 seconds like it’s a magic trick.
Meanwhile me… 5’2”… fully trapped. No oxygen. No plan.
I thought I was being efficient.
I was actually just fighting for my life in Egyptian cotton.
AND THEN I realized…
this entire thing was being recorded on the baby monitor.
There is footage of me.
Inside a duvet.
Spinning. Panicking. Disappearing.
I have never laughed harder in my life.
And now I have to do a queen size for Rocco today…
so if you don’t hear from me again, you know what happened.
Send help. Or a tutorial. Immediately.
03/09/2026
I planned a version of this trip that never happened.
Almost three weeks in LA and about 80 percent of what I imagined didn’t make it off the list.
I thought I’d work out. I got sick.
I thought I’d explore showrooms and open houses. I was exhausted.
I tried to do one thing just for me and ended up sitting outside a hotel for an hour in the middle of a toddler meltdown.
And still… this is the season I’ll miss one day.
My boys. My best friends. The chaos I’ll ache for later.
Another LA trip filled with parks, paw patrol shows, pony rides , water wings, and indoor playgrounds.
Not the trip I pictured. But the one I needed.
I wanted our guest bathroom to feel truly special. Warm and inviting, with a sense of play. Something I had never seen before, yet deeply personal. Together with my team, I designed this bathroom from the ground up, including the custom mosaic floor and the horses themselves. I knew I wanted an unswept, mosaic tile, and as I searched for a motif that felt meaningful to me, horses felt inevitable. I grew up riding my entire life. For a time, I even dreamed of becoming a jockey. My grandparents, and now my aunts, have a farm with horses, and throughout my childhood and tween years they were everything to me. I even had a horse themed bedroom. Designing these horses was a way to weave that history into our home. This bathroom is a quiet tribute to my younger self, a deeply personal moment brought to life through design, and it makes me smile every single time I step inside.
I didn’t rush my bedroom. And that was very intentional.
For more than a year, it stayed unfinished. I lived with it before I touched it. I let myself wake up in it, walk past it, feel what was missing. I added one piece, then stopped. Sat with it. Let the next decision reveal itself instead of forcing it.
That’s not how I usually work. But my bedroom needed time.
I knew I wanted the headboard to be honest and neutral. Warm, but contemporary. Something that could hold the room without defining it. A piece that would let the bed change over the years without ever needing to replace the foundation.
More than anything, I wanted this room to tell my story. To feel like a breath of fresh air at the end of the day. I wanted it to feel calm and grounded, impossible to date. A mix of contemporary pieces and antiques so you can’t quite tell what came first.
It isn’t styled. It isn’t finished in the traditional sense. It’s layered. Lived in. And after taking my time, it finally feels like mine.
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