A house is made of walls and beams, a home is built with love and dreams. Ever since I was a little girl, I remember picturing my dream home. I imagined I was Princess Jasmine, residing in my palace in Agrabah. The decadence, the riches, the colour, the pet tiger - Rajah. Surely, this would be attainable someday!
However, as I grew old enough to understand the ways of the world, I realised my dream of becoming a princess was just that ... a fantasy, a concoction of the mind, the unattainable.
I set my sights a little lower ... I would live in a mansion! But not just any mansion! Oh yes, I would move to Beverly Hills!
This dream too, was short lived ... after all, millions of dollars are hard to come by. One may never see that kind of money in their lifetime. And so, I was sent back to the drawing board.
I decided that it is not about money or size, it is about comfort and belonging. This is what makes a home. I want to share my dreams, vision and aspirations with you. Enjoy ...
This beautiful french romantic inspired kitchen is a fine way to unleash the green eyed monster within female friends and family members. Sheer elegance. Tres magnifique!
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