I like a neat home but I also like to see whimsy and plants mixed in. I decorate with whatever makes me happy and that's what we all should do. We shouldn't decorate our homes to look like magazine pages unless that's what really makes us comfortable.
I love flowers and they soothe my soul whenever I look at them so, to see them flourishing in my home, is a positive thing. I also love colored glass...carnival glass or any other. Mary and I went to an interesting store last weekend and I fell in love with a yellow/orange blown glass ball and it sits on the windowsill by the computer. It raises my spirits every time I look at it.
The thought of a pure white room with white furniture and floors isn't my cup of tea. If there's no color in the room, it isn't homey for me. And I mean lots of color!
I remember seeing a group of Indian ladies in beautifully colored saris walking up the street and they filled me with joy because they looked like flowers. That's what made me want a sari of my own.
It probably doesn't make sense to decorate your home to suit visitors because it's you who sees it all the time. My home has never been a showpiece and it never will be. My home is "my home".
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