. . . the place is in a state of disarray, for, instead of spring cleaning, it's winter cleaning, for, as you know, currently in the midst of some very exciting things that involve a bit of upheaval, and so, this weekend is red wine in cut crystal glasses, films and flower shops and photographs, a romantic dusting of snow on these [cosy] chilly nights, and love, love, love . . .
hope you're having an astonishingly wonderful weekend, and that it's beautiful where you are, roséline xo
. . . the first week of this new year has already been a spectacular flurry of activity, beginning with a new tiffany blue & gold-leafed daybook waiting to be filled, and on the eve of new year's day, a meeting in a hotel lobby amidst the still twinkling post-holiday fairy lights, to plot and to plan and to dream, and there is so much to tell you, including, currently, two enormously exciting projects in the works, a wedding in paris in june, and still to come, the grandest adventure of all, that may just change everything -- and so, it is wild anticipation that we begin the second week of this new year . . .
. . . from stockhom to malmö, and intoxicating mix of fireplaces and french doors, intermingled with perfectly ornate ceilings, crown molding and breathtaking floods of light, gilded mirrors from paris, and washed herringbone floors, time-worn wood, marble, and bits of gold . . .
