For the first 19 years of my life I have lived in the same city at the home of my parents'. Whatever your home decor, there was little interest for me, was right there. Then I went to Italy for a year and lived with an Italian duke and his family. They lived in a villa in Rome. I was reminded of furniture. The rooms were huge. The Duchess had a penchant for elaborate Baroque wall mirror. They were everywhere to meet, with the rest of the living culture. Cut almost all the days of his arms full of fresh gardenFlowers. I have often helped to bring them because I liked to follow him around, so I look at the classic art sculpture statue and fountains. She and marble benches strategically placed among the trees and flowers have been garden decoration. Since I do not like, sometimes my job was to arrange the flowers in decorative pots. I had a free hand in setting up the tables, cabinets and equipment. It was not only decorate, but it gave me a feeling of satisfaction of contributing tosomething from this wonderful room.
After a year I moved to Paris, France. Not much space for home decoration. I lived in a small furnished room where the living culture consisted of a bed, a chair made of pine, a wardrobe and a piece of wood with a sink. A naked bulb hanging from the ceiling. Everything I received was a decorative mirror, reading lamp and a crystal vase, which I kept filled with fresh flowers from the market.
Then it was exciting to move into a housenear Los Angeles, California, I shared with my sister. Without much planning, we decided that we needed and went and bought what we liked. As nice as the furniture was seen in the showroom, somehow, in this house does not seem right. First, it was too big and the colors clashed with the colors of paint and curtains. We have not had much time to stew on it, because both have a full load of courses at the College and worked for four hours after schooland eight on Saturday.
The day after I graduated, I married my wonderful husband and I moved into an apartment near his job. Initially, I had fun buying new furniture and make the place look nice, but I soon realized that an apartment was not for me. I lost wandering among the flowers and sit on the bench with the open air, that first cup of coffee,
Once our lease was up, we moved into a house on a steep slope. We have the furniture we had,even though it seemed out of place. Getting around in flea markets and buy things without thinking whether it is in tune with what we had not helped. At the same time, my husband has inherited his uncle, a collector of knives, swords and sabers. They presented a real challenge for me. What should I do with home decor, how?
Mother Nature soon took care of my dilemma. The house and most of what we had in the Bel Air fire burned. Obviously I was very sad for the loss, but Iwas enthusiastic.
Here was my chance to start again and this time I wanted to match the decor of the house home.
We rented a bungalow with a sloping roof, dark wooden beams and lots of windows. We moved in just a few needs and piles of magazines and books borrowed furniture. When I take pictures of things I've seen mentioned, I sat in different corners of the empty space that I wanted to set up and introduced imaginary objects exist. It 'been a great way toThe decision about my choice. Light green and lemon yellow were very popular at that time and probably looked horrible in the other apartments that we had. But framed in this house, with the dark bar, dark oak floors and large windows of citrus, I guess it looks nice. And he did. It was a wonderful home.
A year later my husband decided to return to college for his Master. We loaded what we could in our VW bus, selling the rest of ourGoods for Austin, Texas, under the direction of two children and a cat together. Money was tight and came home decor in the background to everything else. How many homes, we had a certain amount of make-do area. The bricks and boards, shelves books, milk crate and tables of plywood and second-hand sofas and beds. Our baby slept in what was the box for a package of toilet paper, are well aligned with a colored cloth. It did not identify. I spent my time with my children. My husbanddedicated his time to the study.
In less than 12 months he got his diploma and was by his professor to a company in Pasadena, California, is recommended.
We have a beautiful house in country style. Once again, I was absolutely thrilled to be able to start from scratch, decorating, when we brought nothing with us. I spent the routine of sitting in different corners of the blanks and imagine what he had seen things that I have stored in magazines and home decor would look goodin this house. I was in rustic style, and in the end, all the houses we lived in, was that, even today, was that he felt more at ease in
Our happiness lasted almost two years, until my husband in Atlanta, Georgia, was installed. Fortunately, the society we want to fly there from time to verify the place and I could immediately sense that the colonial houses, we would do, never at home seemed to see home furnishings. My husband came toan agreement with his company, instead of paying for the engines to transport our furniture, which would give him a flat fee.
And 'with great pleasure that I met me with colonial furnishings, sitting in the empty spaces of imagination to put what, where and at the end came with a really elegant masterpiece of the period. What a joy it was to entertain at home.
I should have known it would not last, but must admit, when his boss offered, I said yes faster than my husbandhis work in Nepal.
No idea what to expect in this country. Things seemed primitive compared to what we were used to, but we loved it. We found a house big enough research, where the water pipes and power lines were all outside the walls. The fuse boxes are right next to the entrance so that everyone could see that this house should be sufficient for this modern luxury. The floors were bare concrete and there was no heating. Sitting in a corner of the empty spaces in order to presentfurnished did not do it here either, since there were no stores where one could just go and buy furniture. Simple beds, with hemp cords strung between the sides and badly made whicker chairs were all one could buy ready made.
Other expatriates advised us to get pictures of home decor we would like to have and take them to a carpenter who may or may not come up with something similar. We did and also found a place in the bazaar where we could order coir carpeting. It did not look like much but felt invigoratingly rough under bare feet. Dishes, cutlery and whatever else one needs in a home also were of ghastly quality, but it did not matter, nobody else had anything better, except for embassy staff, who got everything shipped in. Slowly the pieces of furniture we had ordered were delivered and little by little the place started to look like a home. Finally we could reciprocate for all the many invitations we had accepted from ex pats and local people alike. We might not have had the home decor we would have liked but since the electricity often failed anyhow, by candlelight it did look delightful. Besides, we had one of the best cooks in Katmandu and visitors told us that they would have come to eat his food, had the house been empty.
We were supposed to go back to the United States after my husband's contract was up but even before that, his boss wanted him to transfer to Madras, India. By good fortune we found
an almost new bungalow which had been build on stilts so as to not disturb the roots of a huge holy tree in front of it. The house was built in a square around a courtyard with a mango tree in the middle and all rooms had big glass double doors opening out to it. When I saw the place, I could immediately envision a garden theme and was glad to find fabrics with a lattice and bamboo design for the curtains and matching green upholstery for the sofas and chairs we had made. Even though it took many trips to the bazaar, and frequent reminders to the carpenters, eventually all the home decor complimented the garden feeling I had wanted to achieve. It was like living outdoors.
After that we moved fourteen more times, always to different countries, all over the world, without ever bringing any furnishings with us. Each time I went through the same process of sitting in the empty rooms, envisioning the results I wanted to achieve, then finding the right home decor. The results were always perfect for that particular house.
Few people move as much as we did. For them it is even more important, right at the beginning, to decorate their home to suit it's character. Having chosen what looks right then will still look right years later.