Designing From Within as We Enter a New Year

Finding my personal style—both in fashion and interiors—has never been about arriving at a final destination. It has been about exploration. Trying, editing, living with pieces long enough to understand whether they truly belong. Through that process, I’ve learned to recognize what feels authentic in our home versus what was simply borrowed from a moment, a trend, or someone else’s vision.

This is one of the reasons I no longer practice interior design for others. I never felt fully comfortable telling someone else what they should love. While some might call that imposter syndrome, it was really a deeper belief pulling at me: our homes are not meant to be prescribed. They are meant to be discovered. A home should feel like a reflection—of your history, your instincts, your comforts—not a showroom or a checklist of what’s “right.”

I believe the most beautiful spaces are the ones that feel lived in and deeply personal. Homes grounded in memory and emotion. Spaces layered with texture, color, and objects that hold meaning—pieces you’ve collected slowly, loved deeply, and kept because they make you feel safe, inspired, and at ease.

Lately, I’ve been creating mood boards as a way to gently explore what “home” means to me in the year ahead. Not as a rigid plan, but as a visual conversation with myself—noticing the tones, materials, and feelings I keep returning to. What feels calm. What feels grounding. What feels like a natural evolution rather than a reinvention.

Inspiration images via Pinterest

As we step into a new year, I hope this inspires you to do the same. Take stock of what already exists in your space and ask yourself what you truly love—and what you may be holding onto out of habit. Then dream forward, not just for the year ahead, but for the many years to come. Because the most meaningful homes aren’t designed for a season. They’re shaped slowly, intentionally, and authentically over time.

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