ok first of all – if i had a chance to go to Paris right now i would be willing to stay in a tiny room with no windows in the basement of a youth hostel. i don’t expect luxury when i travel, and i’m not in the habit of booking into boutique hotels or expecting perks like room service or egyptian cotton sheets (is that still considered luxurious? what’s desirable when it comes to sheets these days?)
i’ve spoken about the fact that i love white walls & have never ventured into colour territory when it comes to the walls in my home. right now i’m living with a carefully pale green in the flat i’m renting, which i loathe. more and more i’ve come to realise that i deliberately make my bedroom as dark as i can – with the help of a handy block out blind (thanks landlord) and curtains that are usually always drawn. since i spend most of my time in the bedroom in the evenings, i like it to be dark, warm and cosy – not light and bright enough that i can tweeze my eyebrows or perform surgery (as you do).