Why I love interior design


I have more than just a passion for home decorating – I want every home to feel special to those that live in it.

Becoming an interior designer is my dream. I want people to love the space they live in and be able to share the same comfort of their home with anyone who walks in their front door. I want to share more about myself and my own personal reasons of why I want to make interior design my career.

During the early months of 2013, my parents broke the news to me that they would be getting a divorce within a year.  While I knew their relationship was never perfect, I didn’t see the divorce coming and it really took a toll on me.  Keep in mind, at the time all of this was going down I was living in South Carolina, 8 hours away from my home.  I was not exposed to the separation of homes until I graduated and moved back to Maryland for good in May 2014.  It was at that point that I realized how important my family home was to me and how much everything had changed.

My mom was the one to move out and my dad stayed in the family home.  I’m definitely a mama’s girl so being with her is where I feel the most at-home. I tried living at my dads for a while because it was more convenient but it didn’t feel right.  Nothing looked the same and the house felt empty. While I’m there I expect to hear my mom’s voice in the kitchen or her golden retriever barking upon someone’s arrival.  New furniture, a different smell and oddly-placed kitchen utensils made me feel like I was a stranger in what used to be my favorite place.

I spent the first several months at home living like a gypsy.  Between staying at my dads, my moms and my boyfriends, I found myself packing a bag and living out of my car.  It’s a real pain-in-the-ass thing to do and I absolutely hate it. However, time and money are needed to have a place of my own and saving to buy a home is quite an endeavor.

Earlier this year, my boyfriend (Luke) and I decided to get a puppy (probably the best decision we’ve ever made). Having a puppy requires effort from both of us so I basically live at Luke’s parent’s home for now.

It’s rare that I even go to my dads anymore and if I do, it’s to grab clothes/mail and leave.  I feel like the ultimate asshole when I do that but I hate it there.  I can’t stand the silence of the house or when his new girlfriend graces us with her presence because it all reminds me of the way things used to be and how much different everything is now.

In the year that I have been home, I have experienced many changes; new jobs, new people, new family, new way of life, and a new way of looking at my home.  It’s different if you move and sell your old home but that is not the case for me. I can still walk through my ‘family’ home and go to my old room but it doesn’t feel like home, it feels like part of me is missing.

I realized my home plays a huge role in my life and who I am.  There is something so comforting when walking into your own front door after a long, hard day, kicking your shoes off, sitting on your own couch with take-out and putting in a good movie. The familiar smell of home, the scratches and dents in the old hard-wood floors, and the voices you hear coming from down the hall are all quintessential in a worn-in family home.

The desire to have a family home again plus my creative skills have led me to the dream of becoming an interior designer.  Not only do I have a passion for decorating and design but I also aspire to help others in attaining a special abode of their own to make some of the best memories.

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This beautiful Cape Cod sits on 74 acres. It is my family home, where my dad now lives. One day it will be passed on to me.



My idea of home


There is something so comforting about the visual appeal of a home.  Whether it’s the worn-in couch that creates a focal point for the family room, the big fluffy blanket everyone fights over, the week-old flowers that are beginning to wilt, or the family portraits decorating the walls, every home tells a story.

Old books, rustic coffee tables, mason jars with fresh flowers and natural lighting are things that would describe my ultimate interior space.  I love taking one’s trash and turning it into a treasure.   I love playing with colors, textures and lighting to enhance the already uniqueness of a home. To me, it’s all about balance. Mixing vintage pieces with modern decor makes a home trendy yet functional. A home should look worn, like it’s being lived in. To me, too much structure and flawlessness makes a space look blank and staged.

Charm pours out of the walls in a loved home.  I believe that the small, flawed details of a home are what gives it character.  Perfect imperfections are my specialty.

Throughout my blog, I will be sharing with you my journey to becoming an independent interior designer. I will start gaining experience by scavenging through craigslist and yard sales to find quality furniture that needs a little TLC. My goal is to then re-sell the items after total re-furnishing takes place. I will take notes and post pictures during all DIY projects I complete including tips, tricks AND fails.  I hope you find my work to be helpful and inspiring. Thanks!