• The Best Shade of Lipstick for your Pig

    So it’s time to list your house. Sigh. Are you sure you’re ready? The number one reason for divorce is moving. OK, so that’s not exactly true. But the real number one reason for the dreaded D word is money. What’s the biggest investment of your life? Your home. See, one in the same. Read on for our tried and true tips to staying out of Judge Judy’s courtroom during the big move.

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  • Not A One-Stop Shop

    Recently we had a client become so ready for the projects to be complete, when it came to the furniture and accessories (my favorite!), they implored us to just order it all from one store. So boom!, it could be done tomorrow. No. A hard no. And here’s why. Though you may step inside Pottery Barn and ooh and ahh and wish your home could look *just like that*, it can’t, and you don’t want it to. When a home is designed well, it is a beautiful reflection of the people in it. Like holding up a mirror to your little family on your best day. Your smiles are like sunbeams, you’re all wearing your favorite color, complementing each other perfectly. That’s what a well thought out, lived in and loved home looks like to me. Don’t rush it, I promise it will be worth the wait. Here’s what the Pack does when we’re staging a home for clients, and we even hold each other to this same rule when designing our own homes. (Jon’s the, “want it now, impatient one” so trust me, it’s a battle for us too.)

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  • Before You Paint Your Molding, Try This

    You know I didn’t see our current home before Jon pulled the trigger, right? Thank goodness. Because I would have vetoed it immediately. Frankly, I wouldn’t have scheduled a showing after viewing the photos online. He’s a brave soul, no? It was dark. It looked cold. It was lifeless. (insert flatline on a heart monitor here). It has dark wood molding. Blehh. My grandmother’s house has wood paneling and she keeps begging my Grandpa to paint it and he refuses. My in-law’s house had wood molding everywhere, until we convinced them to paint it white. My MIL was on board immediately but it was my father-in-law whom I lovingly dubbed BG (Big George) who resisted the most. For it was he who would have to painstakingly sand, prime, and paint every inch of the 2,400 square feet. I will now issue a formal apology, because, dun dun dunnn, I have turned to the dark side. I’m a fan.

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