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About

ABOUT

I set this blog up as a creative safety valve when chronic illness knocked me to the dirt. I’m an interior designer, through and through, but before I realized my true allegiance, my first jobs in NYC after college were in the fashion industry—first at W Magazine and later as a freelance stylist. I had ideas of resuscitating my old skill set and passing the time here with some style posts while searching for health answers, but over time this illness made that harder—and then impossible. Instead, bedridden, I spent my time wasting away. UNTIL I discovered someone who resurrected herself under precisely the same health circumstances as mine, and so now my story is becoming one of recovery instead of illness. Just in time for everyone else to catch Covid.

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Of note:

  • I’ve got a Masters of Interior Design from a little school in Florence, Italy where I trafficked high-quality gelato to my apartment by the kilo container. And I only gained 5 pounds.

  • I hold the distinctly vague humanities degree of a BA in Literature.

  • I speak 3 languages well, 1 more passably so, and am struggling with Polish. But it’s Polish.

  • I’ve lived in 4 countries and have stood on 5 out of 7 continents. Plans for the other 2 await me. (I've always thought "Have suitcase. Will travel." is a good motto.)

  • I learned to scuba dive in Cambodia while assisting seahorse research and conservation. And I’m not even a marine biologist mwahahaha.

  • I married a man (December 2015) who predicted said outcome within 45 minutes of meeting me. Once I decided he wasn’t a threatening lunatic, that was nice.

  • I'm an American in London. I'm counting on this giving me certain Insights into Something.

  • My main mode of being is learning. I’m a champion researcher; Google is my playground. Organizing may be my second mode of being — neck and neck with human-form based design (dwellings, furniture, apparel).

  • I can’t readily design real-life residential spaces at the moment (though I find ways to persist with imaginary ones—over almost 4 years of illness, I’ve designed 17 personal dream houses top to bottom), so I’m taking out my creative frustration on my closet, which is a throwback to my roots and that first job at W Magazine in New York.

  • I’ve got an impressive-sounding chronic-illness story that has kept me almost entirely housebound since spring 2016. Which is why I'm here typing away... [November, 2019 update: recovery imminent! March, 2020 update: recovery progressing! May, 2020 update: I’m now fine, but now the rest of the world is definitely not…]