Blah blah blah.
Just show me the white. Right?
I know we all love pretty things. I sure do. Sometimes I beat myself up about not having everything pretty enough…or agonize too much about the design aspects of home. In the big scheme of things, it doesn’t really matter. Don’t get me wrong – I’m all about putting your best foot forward in design and having a lovely environment. But when I get to the “beat yourself up” stage, that’s when I know it’s time to pull back and regroup.
Home is the collection of memories, laughter and even the not-so-perfect moments shared. It’s about savoring the moment; the togetherness. So much more than just “things.”
On that note, here is our thought for the day.
I‘m Seleta, a city girl living the beach life with my husband, fabulous four offspring, happy horses and frisky fur babies. A former TV personality turned Designer, I love to share the sparkly side of life. Read more 
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leave it to you to provide some sparkly white and a sincere message!
pve
so, check out this post from a local TV personality…http://twitpic.com/6hj1bo
I LOVE these posts on white. Thanks Seleta for always posting such inspiring pics.
Speaking of white…. who has a favorite white paint that will look nice with bathroom tiles that aren’t quite white? I think PVE was exploring lots of white for her new space. We are working on a bathroom repair and I am losing some favorite wallpaper. Thanks ladies!
Love, love, love the message. Perfect and very needed for me today.
You’re so right….feeling completely overwhelmed today by housework…yuck!
ok, i laughed so hard at your intro “blah blah blah just show me the white” that i about fell out of my chair! you are so awesome, i swear. {and love the message behind the post.}
I loved the white this week. Those tiles always make me feel happy and want to make me buy tiles for a kitchen I don’t have!
Have a great week.
“home is where you are”… i was reminded of this a few weeks ago, seleta. hubby and i were moving from seattle to dallas. i was extremely upset about leaving our seattle house. i would cry every time i spoke of it. while the movers were packing up our belongings, i felt a lightness. i realized that the house was just a shell (yes, a beautiful shell that we spent a lot of time renovating, but nonetheless just a shell) and that steve and i made it a home. and our home would be whereever we are. now our home is in dallas. and i love it!
Loving this post and loving the mismatched mirrors in the first pic!