Pie for Breakfast 🐆
Blue Jeans, Pie Crust & The Art of Collecting
One of my favorite parts of adulthood is the simple, undeniable fact that I can wake up, pour myself a cup of coffee, and eat pie for breakfast.
That, my friends, is a freedom you can only have in adulthood. And honestly? Right now, that's one of the only things making adulthood worth it. Well, that and being a mom.
Speaking of which, I'm running on two hours of sleep because yet another illness has entered the chat. This time, my son. And when he's sick, I don't sleep. It's the constant checking, the quiet panic that never fully settles. But this morning, somewhere between my third cup of coffee and debating if I should just give up on the idea of real sleep forever. I remember:
"You are not crazy. You are a goddamn cheetah." – Glennon Doyle
Yeah, a cheetah raising another cheetah!
If the world insists on being chaos, then I’ll raise a kid who can move through it unshaken. Wild, free, and completely untamed. This season is exhausting, but it’s also everything.
If you're also up at 3 AM, worrying about the world, your kid, or just whether or not you sent that email with too many exclamation points,
hi. you're not alone.
You’re doing the hard, beautiful work. Keep going. Take a deep breath. Eat the pie.
Be a cheetah. 🐆🔥
If your space feels a little “off,” let’s fix it.
No overhauls, no overcomplicating, just small, intentional tweaks that change everything.
I’m opening up a few design sessions, and if you’ve been thinking about it, this is your sign. We’ll get on a call, go through your space, and I’ll give you clear, actionable changes that actually make sense for how you live.
It’s easy. It’s fun. And it’ll make your home feel right.
Spots are limited, so if you want in, now’s the time.
Not to be dramatic, but I would literally choose my decade-old leather armchair over any new piece at that fancy showroom. You know exactly what I'm talking about, that thing in your house that everyone compliments, and you're like, "Oh, this old thing? Found it at my grandmother's neighbor's estate sale for $20."
I'm just saying, you cannot fake the real deal. The universe knows.
The most interesting homes, closets, and even recipes aren't the ones that came perfectly curated from a catalog. They're the ones with stories, happy accidents, and that one weird thing nobody else would think to put there.
I don't think I'm alone in this quiet rebellion against the perfect and pristine. Maybe you also have that one mug with the chip you refuse to throw away or jeans so perfectly worn they feel like an extension of yourself.
The Art of the Slow Gather
Spring makes us want to refresh everything immediately. It’s almost part of our biology by now. But the most interesting collections, ALWAYS take time.
Think Like a Collector, Not a Consumer: The best pieces aren’t ones you grab because they’re trendy. They’re the ones you discover that make you stop and say, “This belongs in this chapter of my life.”
My obsession this week? Textured glassware. Not the perfectly matched sets, but the slightly imperfect pieces that make everyday drinks feel special.
Where to Look:
Estate sales early on Saturdays (the good stuff goes fast)
That antique store everyone says is "too expensive" (check the back room)
Facebook Marketplace between 9-11 pm (when people list things after cleaning out closets)
I found a set of rippled glasses that look like they belong in a French bistro for less than what I spent on coffee last week. Not that I'm keeping track of my coffee spending. (I am. It's alarming.)
We’re Shopping Small
The good, the rare, the things that feel like they were meant just for you. I’d rather find one perfectly imperfect vintage vase than buy another trendy piece.
This season, I’m hunting for:
Handmade ceramic mugs—because coffee tastes better when the cup has a little soul.
Vintage Sketch Prints—bonus points if the subject looks like they have a secret.
Heirloom-quality textiles—quilts, table linens, woven blankets that tell a story.
Artisanal pantry staples—olive oil that comes in a beautiful tin, local honey, and fancy vinegar that makes every salad feel intentional.
The Art of Making an Exit (aka Spring Cleaning but Cooler)
I’m not talking about deep cleaning. I’m talking about making room for better. Spring isn’t about adding more, it’s about letting go of what no longer fits.
Editing your space: like an art curator. If it doesn’t bring beauty or function, it’s time to go.
Editing your habits: less doomscrolling, more doomreading in the bathtub! (Hey, it’s a start…)
Editing your closet: less “I might wear this someday,” and more “I actually love this.”
FLOWERS THAT LOOK EXPENSIVE (BUT AREN’T) 💐
(Because Grocery Store Flowers Deserve a Little Effort)
Florists, I love you. I respect you. I also cannot afford you on a weekly basis.
1. Pick the Right Flowers: Skip the sad carnations. Go for alstroemeria, tulips, or chrysanthemums, they last the longest.
2. Trim Like a Pro: Cut stems at an angle and get rid of any leaves that sit in the water (rotting leaves = bacteria = dead flowers by Tuesday).
3. Choose the Right Vase: No sad, basic glass vases. Use a water vase, a vintage jar, or a repurposed candle holder. If you wouldn’t leave it out empty, don’t put flowers in it.
4. Arrange with Intent: Start with greenery, then add the biggest flowers in a triangle pattern. The goal? Effortlessly undone, not stiff and symmetrical.
5. Change the Water. Every two days. Seriously.
✨ Bonus Tip: If you don’t have flowers, clip some tree branches and put them in a vase. It’s giving “European country house.”
Denim Blue Interiors, Perfect Crusts, and Collections
Some things just get better with time. Your favorite jeans, a well-loved home, the pie crust recipe that took years to perfect.
This week, I’m deep in:
The exact shade of blue that makes a space feel effortlessly pulled together
A new way to think about collections, less “curated clutter” more main character energy.
The tiny tweak that turned my last thrifted find from “kinda cool”, to “holy sh*t, where did you get that?!”
And the pie crust secret that finally made me stop pretending store-bought is just as good.
You know where to find me. ꜜ