I think many of you probably follow along on instagram, and you probably already know that about 19-months ago I met a wonderful man whom I've fallen madly in love with. We've each been maintaining private residences even though there's only been a handful of nights we've not spent together. About a month ago, we realized that it was silly - and that taking the leap into living together wasn't really that much of a leap when it came to trust, and love, and commitment. The leap, was in where"

His apartment was too small. Mine was too, well, mine. And frankly, when I thought I was going to be moving to Florida and sold all of my things, I lost a lot of love for the place. I spent thousands of dollars reinventing it, desperately trying to make it new, stretching my design muscles and trying to bring food to the blog.
But it never was quite right. I never fully loved any of it, and it was primarily because of the space. So, since we were moving in together, we decided to just start a new. In a beautiful little townhouse just for us.

Cute little row house style townhouses in a quad each with a different entry or roof line. Ours has a bay window, like you see here in this unit, a brick walled private patio, and a sweet little front door with diamond shaped panes.

Que the gasps! I know, wall-to-wall carpet. This will stay. I ripped out the carpet in my current apartment and put down the laminate (like you see in the dining room here) but I'm not going to do that here. F...