As a child of divorced parents, who also happened to have crippling anxiety, decor meant more to me than simply adorning a room with things that matched and looked pretty. To this day I can recall the chest crushing feeling that came every-other-court-ordered-weekend from trying to sleep in a room that just didn’t feel like it was home. What made that time bearable was creating my own little oasis. I was able to bring in textures, colors, and graphics that reminded me of my own bedroom and safe space.

By no means am I implying that my room was fit for HGTV; as a matter of fact, my room ended up being a collage of trinkets, but they were my trinkets. Now that I have my own house and am looking to decorate I continue to hold onto the notion that “if it important to you, it has a place in your space”. Sometimes the best decor may not be what matches perfectly, rather it is what brings you the most comfort and satisfaction because a well defined space can truly change your perspective.