I haven’t shared any photos of my new old house. Before we moved in I daydreamed of being in the house dressed in vintage loungewear, dripping in old finery. I envisioned floating across the hardwood floors in a kimono and silk slippers, wearing nylon frilly nightgowns and quilted bed jackets. I’ll admit there are plenty of days I’m in yoga pants and cotton tees, but there are definitely the times when I’m carrying a cocktail in something akin to what I’m wearing here – 1920s Chinese silk pajamas via etsy, 1930s mint green silk and lace bed jacket via the Sacramento antique fair, and a scarf worn as a turban.
Here’s an insta-roundup of little slices of home:
Yes, that’s my porch and my little Napa River & Mt. Tam view. It’s the start of a good life here, a real dream come true.