Have you met Marty over at A Stroll Through Life? No? Marty does vignettes on her tabletops so elegant and casual that you suddenly feel like your surfaces look like teenagers just left random clutter everywhere in your house.
And then she hugs you.
I pop over there a couple of times a week in the desperate hope that some of the graciousness that skipped this Southern girl at birth will rub off.
Not to mention her photography is stunning. Mine is at the level of a two year old's crayon drawings. I do keep trying though.
So without further self-deprecation, I present Autumn at a Beach House.
I like sticking to the same citrus-y palette and light coastal theme year round. After all, I'm in my Fall shorts, and I haven't dragged out my closed toe sandals yet.
Hey, I'm cuter than I thought. No wonder my husband sticks around.
So, this is my first real bit of seasonal decorating since the fire.
Normal feels pretty good, let me tell you.