05/28/2026
I didn’t grow up in a “”designed”” home.
I grew up in a home where:
The good plates came out for everyone.
There was always a soft light on in the entry, no matter what time you came home.
Every room had something handmade in it — embroidered, knit, framed, or stitched by someone whose name we knew.
I didn’t think any of that was design. I thought it was just how we lived.
Now I put one of each in every project I do. I think most people raised in homes like mine could find the same three.
Tell me what your childhood home had that you didn’t know was design. I bet you have a list.