About

So this is me…your regular interiors-addict. I have been obsessed with interiors for as long as I can remember and I am talking early childhood here. Whilst many of my contemporaries were bathing their Tiny Tears dolls or Kerplunking away, I was probably making rugs for my dolls house with toilet paper. Or painting some matchboxes for modular storage. And when my teenage besties were lying on their beds drawing hearts on posters of Simon le Bon, I was probably re-arranging and painting my bedroom for the seventh time.

A weekend job at Lucknam Park, Bath meant I was transported into a world of design, luxury and opulence, albeit to make the beds and dust the antiques, but I really did not mind a jot. Swooshing around the tastefully co-ordinated corridors cemented in my teen-self, a love of grand scale rooms, period features and classic architecture.. and the odd celebrity.

With London calling and stars in my eyes, I moved as soon as I finished university, and trained as a fashion buyer for a well-known department store.  We were living in Camden in a fabulous (but often-burgled) flat, hanging out in what was to become the infamous bar stops of the Indie grunge scene. Leaving the world of fashion for heady-paced jungle of ‘media’ I worked in an advertising agency as a media planner (but mainly because the offices were in High Street Kensington and so were my favourite shops).

I was lucky enough to start a career in music. The contemporary conversion of a period property that housed the PolyGram Island Records offices blew my tiny mind as did working in the middle of the indie zeitgeist and the way of life that was ‘Cool Brittania’ in the ’90s. Over the course of the next 8 years ‘working’ at various records companies, I witnessed not only the adoption of combat trousers as perfectly acceptable day-wear but also the move to minimalism and interiors for all via the medium of flat-packs. My obession with interiors was re-ignited.

New bars, clubs and restaurants opened every week and to the backdrop of Michelin stars, members clubs and DJs that people actually knew the name of, we rocked and rolled around some of the most iconic rooms in the capital; Bibendum, Momos, Atlantic Bar, Met Bar, Cafe de Paris, Harvey Nichols, Titanic, Groucho, Ministry of Sound, Quaglinos and many more that I forget (but have their matchboxes to remind me).

Memory snaps of great dance floors, de-trop chandeliers and lavish, themed executions for launch parties crept in and influenced the places we went on to call home. From our first flats in the Kings Road, Fulham and Chelsea by way of Soho, Camden, Kensal Green via Brick Lane and Shoreditch. From the hotels, members clubs, bars and superclubs of London, Sydney, New York, Amsterdam and Paris. We have seen some things, banked some incredible memories and absorbed eclectic trends and finds that will keep us smiling when we’re so old we cant chew.

I have moved several times with my husband/hard-rockin amigo and have decorated, renovated and practically rebuilt homes spanning many eras including a Victorian Villa, a 1930s semi, a 5 storey Georgian townhouse, a basement flat and a railway workers cottage opposite a graveyard….and watch this space because we are getting itchy feet…