Decor impacts and animates the life of every person, whether we are aware of it or not. As a first-generation Canadian to two Caribbean parents, my life has been defined by bright, vibrant, colorful, and mesmerizing patterns. The clash of the snowy Canadian culture and the tropical warmth of the sun bled into the decor and vibes that were our home for 15 years. My personal sense of home is a place of comfort, tranquility, stability, and safety. My mother has always been the designer in our home, and as Erin Flett, the Designer perfectly states, “Collect things you love, that are authentic to you, and your house becomes your story.”
My house, due to the love and infusion of culture, became a collection of the things that I would grow to love and would bring comfort, and push me into my identity and future. As a first-generation Canadian, my parents came to Canada with nothing but the clothes on their back and hopes and dreams of a brighter tomorrow for their children. As we grew up, we may not have had all of the materialistic items that define some children’s lives, but we had a house that through decor, was made into a home. This decor and house became my story, and a launching pad for the hopes and dreams that I am currently chasing today. Whenever I see a bright orange wall, or a snowflake chandelier, I picture the home that I grew up in, the home that will forever be seared into my mind as a place of beauty. The kind of beauty that takes your attention away from your circumstances and onto the hope that lies in the beauty of every sunrise. This is how decor has changed and inspired my life.