hello friends! My goodness its dreary out here in Philadelphia and I’m craving creamy, dreamy white interiors. Nothing lifts my spirits more than a clean, bright, cozy room that feels a bit like heaven on earth.
The most important ingredient for an ethereal retreat? White floors of course.
White Floors! Perhaps not the practical choice for someone with a black dog and penchant for red wine drinking and chocolate eating, (Who me?) white floors constantly attract me, nonetheless.
There’s something about the way a white floor blends into a white wall that tricks the eye and makes one believe that the room goes on and on. No boundaries here, and no limits to what you can design within the space.
I truly relish the way every detail and color pops in a white space. The pattern of a rug, the curve of a wood chair, the edited use, or non-use of color, is all amplified.
It doesn’t matter if its polished concrete, or painted wood floors… each call my name.
vicente wolf via veranda
Layered white, creamy neutrals….
Or a white space peppered with color…
Don’t you dare make me choose!!
And just like that… I feel better. Do white floors make you happy too??