I love the minimalist aesthetic. I like clean lines, the lack of clutter. I love white space.
But I also love comfort. I love pretty things that make me happy.
For a while last year, I exercised a lot of self-control. I didn’t decorate in the way I wanted to, I got rid of trinkets that just gathered dust. I didn’t want to be surrounded by clutter. This is great in so many ways, I’m now able to focus on what’s important to me. I have the time to enjoy life…but I still have plenty of possessions. I’m not an Instagram-worthy minimalist. I don’t have white walls, with a white bed…. that has one pillow. I don’t wear monochromatic clothes. I love patterns and color. And I’m happy to admit all of this, I’m happy to accept myself as I am.
I love watching Jenny Mustard and Rachel Aust, I love reading their content. But I don’t want to recreate their lives.