I am always dreaming a space: maybe it is just the corner of the room. But it got to have a big ceiling-to-floor window. It got to have the sunlights to shine through. It got to have the lush green scenery outside. Then, here is the inside–some pale pastels, some blue-and-white, some nobel red, long ceiling-to-floor sleek silk drapery, a pair of baby blue mid-century chairs. Last but not least, a couple of cushy floral pillows. Am I daydreaming?
