I picked my first living room paint color entirely from a tiny swatch held under the bright fluorescent lights of the hardware store, and by the time it dried on our actual walls at home, it had shifted from a soft, warm greige into something that looked disturbingly
My first solo rental had a living room so small that my couch, a secondhand loveseat really, touched three walls at once, and I spent the first few months assuming there simply wasn’t much to be done about it beyond accepting the cramped feeling every time I walked
After reading that texture was the secret to a genuinely cozy, layered living room, I went a little overboard, a chunky knit throw, a shaggy rug, a velvet pillow, a rattan basket, a woven wall hanging, all crammed into one small room within the same month. Instead of
Our living room has an odd, angled wall on one side, a fireplace jutting out on another, and a doorway positioned almost dead center along the third, and when we brought home a sectional sofa I’d fallen in love with online, it took nearly a full weekend of
A few years back, I painted our living room a trendy deep teal I’d seen all over design blogs at the time, loved it for about a year, and then found myself increasingly tired of it well before the paint itself had actually worn out. Repainting an entire
I bought my first set of living room curtains based purely on the color and pattern, grabbed the standard length off the shelf without really thinking about it, and hung them up expecting the room to instantly look pulled together. Instead, they ended up hovering a few awkward
My first apartment’s laundry closet was barely wider than the stacked washer and dryer unit itself, a narrow, awkward little space with a bifold door that never quite closed all the way and absolutely nowhere to put detergent, dryer sheets, or anything else beyond what could be balanced
A few years into living in our house, I noticed a faint musty smell every time I opened the laundry room door, and it took embarrassingly long to trace it back to a small patch of mold quietly growing behind the washer, in a spot with almost no
When we moved from an apartment with a side-by-side washer and dryer into a house with a narrow laundry closet that could only fit a stacked setup, I assumed the transition would be purely about space and nothing else. It wasn’t until I actually lived with the stacked
When we converted a small closet next to our living room into a stacked washer and dryer setup, I hadn’t really thought through what that would mean acoustically until the first time I started a load during a movie night and the spin cycle’s rattling hum became impossible
I’m Anam, and I’m passionate about helping people create homes that feel warm, stylish, and comfortable. Whether you’re decorating a tiny apartment or refreshing your forever home, I believe every space deserves thoughtful design.
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