I’m propping a room right now with a LOT of hot pink, which if you are over 30 i like to call ‘fuscia’, which I’m not sure if that is even the case, nor do I know how to spell it apparently. But I like pink, second to blue. And no, not baby pink or even light pink, but hot pink.
And i normally don’t love such modern chandeliers, but I like how this one practically disappears.
Oh, I’m sorry, but I think we have a poet on our hands.
And that art collection is ridic, mismatched chairs, so pretty.
gotta run.
