A scrumptiously pretty new bath mat from Marks and Spencer and a darling little gingham and ditsy floral coaster set from a tiny little boutique in Ormskirk, because a housekeeper can never have too many coasters. All in my favorite warm reds and olivey greens of course.
Richard tells me that moving in here will be like moving into Brocantehome, the website, but a girl can’t escape her personal palette now can she? And anyway isn’t there something to be said for blurring the lines between one’s life and one’s art??
Wait till he see’s my new scarlet polka dotty jim jams. Poor man will have a coronary.