Let’s take a break for a moment from the ads, the endorsements, the products, etc. and let me slow down a second to connect. Believe me — I’m not this sell-y person. Sure I’m selling something but at the end of the day, I do this because I absolutely fucking love it and want to share that love with the world.

But I’m going to be honest with you again… sometimes people just want my products. “Where can I get that rug?” “Where do you buy all of your art?” I laugh a little because I know any answer I give will never capture the magic of seeing something put together with love. A rug is just a rug sometimes. Its how you use it that makes people see it and want it. For a lot of people, that’s all they want from me: an easy transaction without any further involvement. Whenever I get vulnerable, some sociopaths thinks that’s their opportunity to pounce. One guy even got upset about signing up for a newsletter and didn’t want my so-called “life”. Just wanted my finds, no opinions. So for those of you who put up with my marketing and are starving for some connection, I write this for you.

I want to tell you why I am so jazzed about what I do. But first… let me ask you:

When is the first time you looked at a painting that made you cry immediately out of overwhelming joy and wonder?