restless being
If you want to know the real me, you’d have to accept that I’m forever changing. Yes, I’m a restless being not only in one aspect of my life but also in so many aspects. And my home is also a victim of that weird side of my personality. Everything is forever in a state of change — numerous unfinished areas, a few corners in chaos, art on the floor, light fixtures and halogens‘ constant rotation (I have this thing for light bulbs and lighting), and so many other obvious indicators that the homeowner is fickle-minded, exciting and beautiful. Just kidding. But really, I love interior design that I’ve turned my home into one big showroom. It will never be this perfect little home with this cute little sofa in one corner and a dining room straight out of a home magazine. One word: ECLECTIC.
