If you’ve been looking for a meeting place for your Super Sad People Who Are Sad Club, I’ve got the spot for you. This before dining room. I don’t think happiness could exist in such an overwhelming realm of burgundy and brown.
But all that changed once Emily got on the scene. Now it’s electric, bright, and happpppyyyyy! So tell your club to keep looking. You’ve joined a new one. Meetings start at eight in Emily’s dining room; I hear there’s pie.
See all the details at I Dream of Style.
PS: Who can tell me the name of that plant? I think I need one.


















