There’s something about getting ready for a special event-A wedding, a party, a night that means something.You become aware of yourself in a different way.Not just how you look,But how you’ll be seen. You check your reflection a little longer.Adjust something that was fine a moment ago.Wonder if you’ll walk in feeling right,Or a little…

Flowers talk to me – they speak my language. Wildflowers are probably my favorite because they’re so wild and free – perfectly imperfect, just like us. There’s something so comforting about being surrounded by wildflowers. They aren’t “trying too hard” yet they often take center stage in a room and I love that! Peonies –…

My dad’s mission in life, was to make every corner comfortable – for everyone. He not only did it for me and my family, but he spent his life creating comfortable corners for strangers, neighbors, friends, anyone who crossed his path. Always in my corner, and will “live” there forever.

His hand – her hand.Sometimes we lose our corner.We have no choice but to find it again.And when we can’t, we find it in the people we love – and who love us back.

Two people finding their corner together and telling the world – all dressed up and shining. The dance floor crowded by those celebrating out loud, while quietly searching to fill their own corners – one day, someday.

Some corners are places. Some are clothes. Some are feelings you carry with you. I don’t like telling people how to live or shop.I don’t have it all figured out – I actually feel like I’m moving more backwards than forward these days. Comfortable is underrated.Comfortable can be a cozy blanket, your favorite pair of…

Big gatherings can hold so much joy. Still, I always find myself looking around the room for a corner to land. For me it’s those few good conversations that make the noise a little softer. It’s being seated next to the right person at your table. It’s the dance that feels like you can, even…

Having a tough time finding – or even knowing if or where, I’ll find a corner where I feel comfortable today. Maybe it’s not the corner itself that saves us. Maybe it’s knowing we’re not the only ones searching for it. I guess this thought will have to be my corner for now – maybe…