If you have read my blog for any amount of time or read through any of my books, then you are probably already familiar with my go-to phrase: Love the space you live in. After all I came up with it as a tagline for my blog, but the meaning behind it didn’t come from decorating a perfectly styled room or finally finding the right vintage piece for a shelf. It came through helping my mom refresh her home, one room at a time.
Shortly after I started blogging, I found myself thinking a lot about what I wanted this space to stand for. I’ve always loved decorating. Ever since I can remember, I’ve loved the thrill of the hunt for just the right piece, the challenge of making a room feel beautiful on a budget, and the satisfaction that comes when everything in a space finally feels finished. But over time, I realized loving your home goes so much deeper than decorating. As my mom and I began sorting through years of knick-knacks and decor she had accumulated over time, we found ourselves making piles … what to keep, what to donate, what to tuck away for another day. And in the middle of it all, something became clear.








