19 degrees last night.
I grew up in the northeast. In fact, I’m a born and bred Vermonter, pronounced: [ver-mon-er]. I should be comfortable in the frigid arctic temperatures of a long, loooong winter. The truth? I’ve gone soft. After years of living in California and now five here in North Carolina…honestly… I’m cold.
Let’s warm up, shall we?
These chairs are the most amazing color yellow. Paired with the dark slate blue walls, you’ve got a very traditional room that feels so contemporary. In my imagination, there’s a blizzard outside that window – work and school have been cancelled, but my friends live within walking distance. We’re warm and toasty, having tea by the fire.