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04/19/2026

WHY am I inside the duvet.
No like… why am I IN it.
My husband (6’+) does this in 30 seconds like it’s a magic trick.
Meanwhile me… 5’2”… fully trapped. No oxygen. No plan.
I thought I was being efficient.
I was actually just fighting for my life in Egyptian cotton.
AND THEN I realized…
this entire thing was being recorded on the baby monitor.
There is footage of me.
Inside a duvet.
Spinning. Panicking. Disappearing.
I have never laughed harder in my life.
And now I have to do a queen size for Rocco today…
so if you don’t hear from me again, you know what happened.
Send help. Or a tutorial. Immediately.

I shared this home a few months ago, and I’m so excited to finally show you some of the progress.There’s something about...
04/08/2026

I shared this home a few months ago, and I’m so excited to finally show you some of the progress.

There’s something about an old home that immediately softens you. It brings a sense of calm that’s hard to explain but impossible to ignore. This was one of those projects where preserving the original character wasn’t just important, it was everything. Every decision came back to protecting the soul that was already there.

As is often the case, the kitchen and bathrooms were the spaces that needed the most attention. But instead of reinventing them, the goal was to make them feel like they had always belonged. The original kitchen felt cold and disconnected, almost frozen in time in a way that didn’t reflect the warmth of the rest of the home. It needed to feel aligned with the bones of the house… clean, full of character, and like it had been thoughtfully lived in and loved for years.

We leaned into natural materials throughout, warm wood tones, unlacquered brass, and custom tumbled cabochon travertine floors that ground the space in a way that feels both timeless and quietly luxurious. Every detail was chosen to feel quiet, intentional, and like it could have always been there.

The kitchen is now almost complete, which is such an exciting moment. The countertops are finally going in, and they really are the finishing touch, the piece that pulls everything together and makes the space feel whole.

I feel so grateful to do this work, and even more so to play a small part in preserving the beauty of these homes, especially in cities like Toronto and New York where so much history still lives within their walls. I can’t wait to update you on the countertops as they go in and bring everything to life.

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03/29/2026

I always said I wasn’t going to allow my boys to play with toy weapons or toy guns… and yet here I am, realizing how much parenting quietly humbles you.
When they’re little, it all feels so controlled. The soft beige outfits, the carefully chosen toys, the organic meals, the playdates you curate. You feel like you’re shaping everything, like if you just do it “right,” it will stay that way.
And then… they grow.
They develop their own opinions, their own friendships, their own interests that don’t always align with yours. Suddenly it’s foam swords, laser tag sets, and imaginary battles, and you’re standing there thinking, “wait… I said I would never.”
But I’m learning it’s less about controlling every detail and more about guiding them through it. Teaching kindness, empathy, boundaries, and respect… even when the game in front of you isn’t one you would have chosen.
Because the goal was never to raise perfectly curated little humans.
It’s to raise good ones.
And maybe part of that is letting go of who you thought you’d be as a parent… and becoming who they actually need. 🤍

03/23/2026

Two years in, halfway done… and I wouldn’t change a thing.
I took a 1917 home down to the studs, knowing this would be a slow, layered process. Not something rushed, not something perfect.
And wherever I could, I held onto what was already here.
The original fireplaces. The railing. The doors. As many of the original light fixtures as I could keep.
Anything that was in good shape, I preserved.
There are still parts of this house that feel chaotic, unfinished, constantly evolving.
But this is exactly the kind of home I wanted for my boys.
One with history. One that’s built with intention. One they get to grow up inside, watching it all come together.
And then there are moments like this.
From nothing but framing and dust…
to a space that finally feels complete.
My closet.
A small, finished piece of a much bigger vision…
and proof that even in the middle of it all, something beautiful is always taking shape.

03/20/2026

A kitchen can be beautiful and still not feel good to live in.
What actually makes the difference is in the details you interact with every day.
Real materials you can feel.
Wood cabinetry that adds warmth instead of contrast.
Layered lighting not just overhead, but soft, ambient light at eye level.
Rounded edges and integrated details that remove visual harshness.
A layout that supports how you actually move through the space.
The best kitchens aren’t designed for how they look in a photo.
They’re designed for how they feel at 7am, at 4pm, and late at night when the house is still.
That’s what makes a kitchen feel good to live in.

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I planned a version of this trip that never happened.
Almost three weeks in LA and about 80 percent of what I imagined d...
03/09/2026

I planned a version of this trip that never happened.
Almost three weeks in LA and about 80 percent of what I imagined didn’t make it off the list.
I thought I’d work out. I got sick.
I thought I’d explore showrooms and open houses. I was exhausted.
I tried to do one thing just for me and ended up sitting outside a hotel for an hour in the middle of a toddler meltdown.
And still… this is the season I’ll miss one day.
My boys. My best friends. The chaos I’ll ache for later.
Another LA trip filled with parks, paw patrol shows, pony rides , water wings, and indoor playgrounds.
Not the trip I pictured. But the one I needed.

02/26/2026

I’m officially obsessed with the Aura Lounge Chair from !

The gently sloped arms and luxuriously deep seat make it my go-to spot for reading and relaxing. It feels supportive but still soft and lounge-ready and the curved, low-profile shape looks so clean in a space. You can also customize it in premium fabric or European leather, so it can blend in or be a true statement piece.

If you’re in Canada, you can try it in the Toronto showroom (also in Vancouver + Calgary) or explore options at KingLiving.ca

02/25/2026

I’ll be honest, I’ve been drowning. Trying to balance it all. Running a business. Showing up in my relationship. Holding together the routines of everyday life. Navigating our dog Ruffin’s cancer. The hecticness of the terrible twos, Roman’s eczema driven sleep struggles, tantrums, potty training, and the transition to a big boy bed. The constant sicknesses moving through our house. Planning an upcoming renovation. The never ending snowstorms and cold, being stuck inside with two high energy boys under four.

By the time we got to LA, I didn’t even realize how depleted I was. It was what we needed more than I even knew.

I’ve been tired in a way sleep doesn’t fix.
But then moments like this happen. Bare feet in the sand. My family beside me. The day slowing down. And I remember that even in the exhaustion, there is so much to be grateful for.

I don’t want to rush past this chapter but I often find myself wishing for the next. I spend so much time building and striving and planning that I forget this is the part I was working toward. What I always dreamed of.

02/23/2026

This is your sign to get the bangs.
I was nervous after all the warnings, but one extra minute in the morning has been more than worth it.
Now I’m considering going a little shorter. Be honest… harder to maintain or still worth it?

02/10/2026

I wanted our guest bathroom to feel truly special. Warm and inviting, with a sense of play. Something I had never seen before, yet deeply personal. Together with my team, I designed this bathroom from the ground up, including the custom mosaic floor and the horses themselves. I knew I wanted an unswept, mosaic tile, and as I searched for a motif that felt meaningful to me, horses felt inevitable. I grew up riding my entire life. For a time, I even dreamed of becoming a jockey. My grandparents, and now my aunts, have a farm with horses, and throughout my childhood and tween years they were everything to me. I even had a horse themed bedroom. Designing these horses was a way to weave that history into our home. This bathroom is a quiet tribute to my younger self, a deeply personal moment brought to life through design, and it makes me smile every single time I step inside.

02/03/2026

I didn’t rush my bedroom. And that was very intentional.

For more than a year, it stayed unfinished. I lived with it before I touched it. I let myself wake up in it, walk past it, feel what was missing. I added one piece, then stopped. Sat with it. Let the next decision reveal itself instead of forcing it.

That’s not how I usually work. But my bedroom needed time.

I knew I wanted the headboard to be honest and neutral. Warm, but contemporary. Something that could hold the room without defining it. A piece that would let the bed change over the years without ever needing to replace the foundation.

More than anything, I wanted this room to tell my story. To feel like a breath of fresh air at the end of the day. I wanted it to feel calm and grounded, impossible to date. A mix of contemporary pieces and antiques so you can’t quite tell what came first.

It isn’t styled. It isn’t finished in the traditional sense. It’s layered. Lived in. And after taking my time, it finally feels like mine.

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01/23/2026

Lately I have been craving a slower rhythm in our home. I noticed how quickly my two year old became fluent in swiping, how easily mornings turned into iPads just so I could get through an hour of doing hair and getting everyone ready. It felt practical at first, then to be honest, unsettling. Rocco started choosing shows that did not feel right for his age, and I found myself negotiating screens more than I wanted to be. Streaming platforms made it surprisingly difficult to truly filter what they were watching. Even the content I liked often felt too fast, too loud, too much.

So I did something a little nostalgic and brought a 90s style TV with a VHS player into our space. We are only a couple of days in, but already it feels different. They love the simple ritual of choosing a tape, holding it, putting it in themselves. The screen no longer consumes them. It hums softly in the background while they play, snack, wander, return. It feels gentler. More like childhood used to feel.

When they were on iPads, I could call their names and they would not hear me. They were elsewhere. Now they are present. It does make getting ready harder because they are not frozen in place anymore, but the tradeoff feels worth it.

For now, we are choosing slower mornings, softer stories, and a childhood that leaves a little more room for imagination.

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