Growing up in a small Indiana town, we may not have had the fanciest house on the block, but our windows were always clean and thanks to my mom, our home was well styled with unique vintage furnishings.
I can still remember my mom, usually on hot summer days, suddenly whipping the car over to the side of the road, coming to a sudden stop. "I'll be right back." she'd say hurriedly as she jumped out of the car. I'd watch her through the rolled down window as she scurried over to a yard tag sale, quickly scanning the items. She didn't always come back with something in-hand, but if she did, it was usually something that I found curious enough to wonder about these second-hand treasures she found.
The 'thrill of the find' I get from my mom. I love the hunt - scouting around, looking for well designed, unique objects. When considering any items, my mantra is 'I would stage this in my home so maybe someone else would like it also.'
Early 20th century design brings me joy. I applaud the Bauhaus design movement, while also holding relevance to the singularity of Art Déco. While most of my 'stuff' may fall here, sometimes there's an oddball outlier in my shop that I just couldn't pass up. Just because....