Sometimes, I just feel the need to edit.
Don't get me wrong. I love, love to walk into a well-loved home. A home that houses a lifetime of collections, whether that be seashells, Willow Tree folk art, or teapots. A home that has art and photographs on its walls and bookshelves. Overstuffed chairs next to coffee tables brimming with art books and magazines.
But sometimes, in my own home, I feel suffocated by my stuff. Like I can't breathe and my "collections" have turned to clutter.
This week, I edited our master bathroom. I hid all the necessities...moisturizers, lip glosses, toothbrushes, drinking cups. Dusted off the photos and moved elsewhere. And added a simple vase of silk hydrangeas, new candle, and crisp white bath towels.
Simplicity. I love it.