The Exuberantly Anti-Minimalist Interior Designer Dorothy Draper Is Front and Center Again — New York Magazine
As gorgeous as ever.
Inspiration from France.
When I first started in interior design I was still living at home and not yet in the grip of my homemaking obsession. Working for myself I often found myself alone in some of the most beautiful homes in the Northwest: from footballers mansions to to huge great barn conversions and once in a "Hall"…
"But this kind of love also knows it’s own rapacious madness. And so must live as fast and fully as it can. It must spend everything. Spare nothing. There can be no sense or reason to it. No time for reality or awkward truth; no space in which to consider. Pain and hurt gather like…
There are so many cliques about the right way to relax, and admittedly I am one of the worst for offering a hot bath and a cup of tea as the cure for all manner of ills. But the other night, I simply couldn’t face the whole palava of running a bath and lying still…
Good morning. I hope this missive finds you cosy. I have been up since silly o’clock. Drinking too much coffee and trying to fix something that won’t be fixed. Frustration tempered by the bliss of working by candlelight and making Finley giggle when he discovers me somewhat drunk on caffeine. Some days hysteria rather sets…
We wrapped ourselves up in autumnal scarves and boarded the train after school. I stared into space while my baby teenager aged six and one month pretended he wasn’t with me because he didn’t like my hat. At Central Station, Liverpool we disembarked and I bought his friendship with a Thorntons pumpkin lollipop and he…
Oh my. It would be like wearing one of my favouritist blankets on my person. I loooove it. After watching a set of geriatric fabulous fashionistas on Channel four last night (think Advanced Style), I have decided a little vintage eccentricity might just be what is called for and I think this Granny Chic cardigan…