What My Grandmother’s Table Knew About Design
I have been paying attention to rooms my entire life.
In every city I've visited, every hotel I've checked into, and every home that has welcomed me, I have never stopped noticing how spaces make people feel.
Some rooms I have forgotten entirely.
And then there are the ones I still carry with me.
Not because I remember the sofa.
Or the paint color.
Or whether the draperies touched the floor.
I remember how they felt.
My grandmother’s house was one of those places.
