I still remember the phase when my home felt visually loud, even though nothing was technically wrong. The furniture worked, the layout made sense, but something always felt a little restless. The moment I swapped in a neutral rug, the room softened instantly. It was quieter, calmer, and…
I still remember the moment I realized a room could look completely different without changing a single piece of furniture. The sofa stayed the same, the walls stayed bare, but the second I rolled out a new rug, the space suddenly felt styled, finished, and intentional. It was…
I still remember the first time I learned that every flower has its own meaning, and suddenly Valentine’s Day felt even more magical. It wasn’t just about handing over a bouquet anymore—it was about telling a story through petals and colors. Ever since then, choosing flowers has felt…
I still remember the first bouquet I ever gave on Valentine’s Day, standing in line with my hands slightly shaking while clutching a bundle of flowers that felt far too beautiful to mess up. When I handed it over, the smile I got in return made every petal…