The Blue Giraffe

A lovely Inn that sits on the sand, overlooking the ocean. For me, this is what dreams are made of; the sound of the waves, salty wet...

Beige corridors, led to beige doors, that opened unceremoniously into a beige (non air-conditioned) room. Optimistically ready for two,...

I wanted to write about the Color Wheel this week. My idea was to break it down into simple theory, so that we could all understand what...

When I first moved to New Jersey, I rented a room in a large family home. When the dog days of Summer began to settle in, the curtains...

Do you remember when you got your first apartment, or the first space that you paid for all by yourself? No-one to tell you what to do, a...

“You look “very fancy”, my daughter said when she came home from school the other day. There I was, dressed in a skirt, top and cardigan,...

As most of you know, I have just added a Monthly (email) Magazine Page as an extension of my website and blog. What most of you don’t...

Do you remember when Televisions started to get bigger? When we all wanted one, but didn’t want to see them when they were turned...

Although I live in an old fashioned house, my heart palpitates with the thought of Industrial spaces that have been turned into homes...

I remember wallpaper, growing up, to be either anaglypta (a thick, embossed wallpaper) large brown and green squares or, sometimes, a...

Last week I hated my Living Room. Truly hated it. When I looked at it, all I saw was a sea of brown, surrounded by some brightly colored...

What is nicer than a picnic on a Summer’s day? I imagine sitting in an unmown field filled with daisies, the manicured lawn of a historic...

My kitchen is tiny; I am always dreaming of ways to make it bigger (?) and better. I have done almost everything that a normal person...

I once worked with a woman who lived in a renovated, industrial loft. It was everything I dreamed that a loft should be –  huge, tall...

My mom has a Red sofa. One of the few things that she has bought, on her own, in over 30 years. It was a transitional time in her life,...

It’s barely Spring here in New Jersey, and I am itching to get outside. The ground is still muddy, and the garden still seems so...

Years ago, when I was taking my Redesign classes, we were each asked to decorate an empty fireplace mantle in a clients home. When it was...

Sometimes, we are reluctant to give up the much-loved items that we covet. We become disorganized collectors of things that we simply...

Hoarding has become the ugly sister of clutter; an in-your-face television representation of lives that have tipped the scales of common...

Unlike Magpies, I am not attracted to shiny objects. If I buy something new for my house, the next day you will find me sanding or...