“Just your brain, and your mouth,” I said.īesides his obvious talent, the trait I appreciate most in Ken is his straight-shooting honesty. “Do I need to bring anything?” he asked, as we left our office building together. Now he would see, for better or worse, what I’d done in the two months since. He’d also walked through my last house, so knew what furniture I had to work with. Ken had been to the house before, right after my husband and I bought it, and before we’d installed hardwood floors throughout and painted every vertical surface, so he knew what I’d started with. I can make a home look good, but a talented designer can take a home from good to great. How does my house look?Īs someone who writes about home design, and has professionally staged and designed many homes, I like to think I don’t need professional help. (Does this skirt make my butt look big? No, your butt makes your butt look big.) And here I was setting myself in the crosshairs of criticism. I learned long ago to not ask questions to which you might not like the answers. I hesitated before asking my office neighbor, interior designer Ken Olsen, if I could pay him to come to my new house to give his opinion of what I’d done so far, and what I should do.
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