I often get asked by friends or followers on Instagram were I get things from. The truth is, more often that not, that I have probably made, painted or just done it myself. It’s not that I want to be one of those nauseating people who makes their own everything and lives the “good life”, it’s simply that most of the time I am so set on an idea or a vision that I just can’t bloody well find what I am looking for in the shops, or their online equivalents.
About me
A blog of learning to navigate through life when the plan doesn’t go to plan. When the unthinkable happened, my home saved me. My passion for creating a home became a lifeline; a way of recovery. Here, I share with you some of my thoughts, my home style and most importantly how this all came to be after the loss of our beautiful baby boy, Teddy. Teddy lived for just three days, his time on this earth may have been short, but his impact has been immense. This is my motherhood.
