A mixture of the first real snow fall of winter, and the words of the talented Genevieve Gorder have left me with a burning desire and rightful disposition to redecorate. I don't have any new art to lift my spirits, but I did have some cute mirror sparrows from urban outfitters that I haven't found the right spot for until now. I basically removed everything that was not bright, white, or floral, added some more floral, and put some birds up. The result is an all white shabby-grandma-chic lair I'm please to call my own.
My way of making "white winter" work for me.