Away From The White

As much as I love the clean lines of my soulless boxy apartment, I find myself craving change. I need more soft neutrals and tactile materials, more natural timbers and unfinished edges, and more than anything, a whole lot less bright, harsh white. I want a bed that looks comfortable and welcoming, I want rooms that exude warmth and personality, and I want natural lighting that spills in softly and uplifts both the room and its inhabitants.

Next time I move, I want to live somewhere a little like this.

The photography of Alice Saunders makes me crave a cottage in the countryside, away from the city, away from the traffic, and away from the starless nights. If you had told me this time last year that slick, sleek Modernist lines wouldn't cut it for me in a mere 12 months time, chances are I would have laughed and rolled my eyes. In fact, if you told me I'd even consider moving a few kilometers further away from the city centre, I probably would have suggested you book an appointment with a therapist. Immediately.

'Not a chance, not ever! I'm a city girl,' I would have laughed.

So much can change in a year.

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