Staring at a blank page feels a lot like staring at a blank wall—you know it has potential, but you’re overwhelmed by the possibilities and terrified of making a mess. Do I go bold? Do I play it safe? Do I just throw something at it and hope it sticks?
Welcome to Enteriörs (yes, I chose a name with a fancy ‘ö’ to make it seem like I know what I’m doing. Spoiler: I do not).
If you’re here looking for expert advice from a seasoned interior designer, you have my deepest apologies. I think you may have taken a wrong turn on the internet. If, however, you’ve ever bought a piece of furniture that looked amazing online but had the presence of a small elephant in your living room, then congratulations—you are in the right place. You’ve found someone who gets it.
This is the point where I have to make a very important public service announcement:
This is not an interior design advice blog.
Seriously. Think of this space less as a “how-to” guide and more as a “what-not-to-do” diary. It’s my public learning journal, a chronicle of trial and error (heavy on the error), and my live-action, slow-motion journey from chaos to… well, slightly less chaos.
Here at Enteriörs, I’m going to be figuring things out, and I invite you to follow along. I’ll be asking the big questions, like:
You can expect to see my successes, my failures, the paint spills, and the “why-did-I-think-that-would-work” moments. My goal is to slowly, painstakingly learn the language of design, and I’m inviting you to watch it all unfold.
So, if you’ve ever stared at a wall with a mix of hope and terror, you’re in the right place. Stick around. It’s probably going to get weird, but at least we’ll be weird together.
Let the experiments begin.
I’m the kind of person who sees a stunning room online and thinks, “I can do that!”… only to discover, three paint samples and one crooked shelf later, that I most certainly cannot. At least, not yet.
My projects are enthusiastically supported (and patiently endured) by my husband, a man who has become an expert at patching mysterious holes in the drywall and pretending a lopsided picture frame is a “deliberate artistic choice.”
