THERE IS A LINE from a Bruce Springsteen song that goes: “I wanna change my clothes, my hair, my face“⏤and while I don’t want to change my face, I do like to change my clothes (often), and my hair (sometimes⏤in fact, just last week). A friend once asked me if I changed my décor tastes to match where I happen to be living at the time (she was visiting us in Spain), and I realise that yes, yes I guess I do.
ARE YOU CLEANING and sorting and organising? We are. In fact, it's all we've been doing for the past month and a week. This year, more than other new years, seems to bring out that desire to clear out and begin again. There are too many dongles for the too many tablets and phones and desktop screens, and books and magazines and old newspapers threaten to overtake wicker baskets and racks while framed artwork and photos lean against walls and remain unhung.
There’s something very organic and alive about these kitchens — all the green and organised messiness conjures up images of lazy weekends and strong coffee and crinkled oxford shirts, waffles and fresh strawberries and very good conversation . . .
. . . nearly always hide the dish soap away in the cupboards under the sink -- that is, before happening the wonderful idea of storing & displaying pretty dish soap dispensers on an elegant silver tray alongside, of course, a beautiful bouquet of lilac-coloured roses . . .