I'm rawther exhausted following a fairly epic closet installation and it's overcast in Seattle, so I'll cut to the quick. This weekend it's officially time for you to part with all the broken things in your space and life. Why? Because you haven't fixed them in all this time, you aren't fixing them, and although your keeping the broken thing is a anxiety-ridden measure to hold onto the option of having the item, the fact ...

When you pause and think about it, there are few concepts more sick in their construction than the ubiquitous "retail therapy" (despite it being everyone's favorite non-joke joke). Surely such an idea could only exist in as materially based a society as ours. Shopping out of necessity is great thing; it's wonderful to be able to buy the things you need to live your best life. But shopping as a means of emotional soothing? That ...

If I had a flashlight for every time I've squinted into a pathetically dim closet while my client bashfully explains the crazy situation within, well then, we wouldn't need this post. The cards are stacked against most people when it comes to staying organized, hurdle number 1 being their own laziness. But it's rawther difficult to control any space very effectively if you legitimately can't see it (no offense to the blind, for whom lack ...

It's tempting to blame others for unfortunate circumstances in life. There is no shortage in this world of bad bosses, unkind teachers, or deceitful coworkers, nor chaos, stresses of all kind, or grief. There are people in the world whose bad outshines their good, and there are situations that are so trying they just seem unfair. But by blaming others or outside forces for the current state of our lives, we also pass off our ...

Happy first Thursday of March. That feels a fairly respectable occasion, doesn't it? I say we celebrate, courtesy of Carriage Lane Design-Build Inc. The Ontario firm's design arm is headed by Carly Nemtean, whose picture makes you want to be her friend just as much as her designs do. Okay, let's get this show on the lane. (Get it? You hate me? Fair.)   Obviously I love all white everything. It borders on ridiculous from time to time--we ...