The Dunce of Chintz No More
Until recently, I was a ding-dong about interior decorating, thinking it was frivolous, superficial: a silly pursuit for rich socialites, O.C.D. neat freaks obsessed with appearances and superior magazine-design twerps. I was proud to have no idea what chintz, sconces, William Kent tables, Queen Anne chairs, trellises and porticos were. I happily wallowed Read More
