So there I was last winter, standing in my friend Sarah’s absolutely gorgeous cabin bedroom, wearing my rattiest pajamas and holding a mug of coffee that had gone cold twenty minutes ago. I was supposed to be helping her move furniture, but honestly? I just kept staring at the room…

So there I was, standing in my friend Sarah’s mountain cabin kitchen last winter, completely mesmerized by the way the morning light hit her knotty pine cabinets. The whole place smelled like coffee and woodsmoke, and I swear I could’ve lived in that kitchen forever. That’s when I knew—I had…

So here’s the thing—I spent three summers trying to make my tiny lakeside cabin feel like those dreamy Pinterest photos, and let me tell you, I made every mistake in the book. Once, I bought twelve throw pillows in a single shopping spree, thinking more fluff equals more cozy. Spoiler…

Oh man, let me tell you about the time I accidentally turned my cottage living room into what my sister called “a swamp monster’s lair.” Picture this: I’d just discovered this gorgeous forest green paint at the hardware store, and I was SO excited that I basically painted everything green.…