You know, for the most part I look forward to winter every year. I have little issue with the idea of hunkering down for a while, wrapping myself in blankets and not feeling guilty when I don’t leave the house for an entire day. Typically, I’m completely satisfied doing so until late February before my spring fever rears its head. That is, until this year. Because this year I went away. I basked in the sun for an entire two weeks which made me realize how glorious said sun really is. And just like that, all at once, that familiar fever has hit full force, in record time too. I find myself researching summer sandals, pinning outdoor spaces, sunny skies and things of that nature. And this house? Though beautiful and amazing and, well, perfect really – it’s doing absolutely nothing to abate my all-consuming-desire for warmth and sunshine and everything bright and light.
Found via Coco/Mingo via EST Magazine | Photography: Dana van Leeuwen
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