That post. Swirling in my mind like a god damned shark around prey. The opening line: “Now that I got the gig with the son’s room, it’s time to execute – and plot my moves to score more rooms in that great big under-decorated house.” The story goes on. The husband gets pissed at the [...]
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I design for the senses. Especially the ears.
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Previously:
- Freeing Your Voice + Finding Your Melody
- Rental Purgatory, You Say?
- Are You Ready? I’m About to Rock Your Rental
- Holla. A Little on the Madness that was March. Er, Winter.
- ‘Decorating’ & Unraveling the Cringe Factor
- The Dichotomy of Design
- Jack Move
- Style vs. Substance
- I See Music – Kashmir
- Design and the “You Hired What?!” Syndrome






