

patterns, bright hues, the smell of chlorine and freshly mopped floors.


patterns, bright hues, the smell of chlorine and freshly mopped floors.


bulb lights and greens. the last sighs of summer, perhaps.



nutty flower buds, victorian collections and flowing tea cans.


give me a bath and some dots, and i’m set.


sleepy soft pillows and curious magnolias.



coffee house (via opomme), patterned tiles and icy blue plant (by carl lewis).


plant-shelves and sandals.


lofty feeling on the ground floor and talking soaps.