Tulsa is the city where I was born. Oklahoma was the place I called home until I was fourteen.
Then I moved away to live a west coast life for more than three decades. While living in Oregon and Washington, I got a degree in journalism, a degree in interior design, and started three different businesses. I wrote, I made stuff, and I designed furniture and turned homes, bars, restaurants, lodges and yoga studios into aesthetically beautiful and creative spaces. I raised two phenomenal children. I got married and divorced twice. I got tattoos, learned 46 different ways to make coffee and developed a strong appreciation for the bohemian lifestyle. I tended bar and taught set design to middle schoolers. French became my second language and Paris became my second home.
But I never acclimated to the rain and the seemingly never ending stream of grey days. I longed for sun, mimosa trees and the sound of cicadas of my youth.
So I moved back to Oklahoma in 2008…to my hometown where a lot of my family still live (Weatherford). I wrote for a newspaper for awhile, fell in love twice, opened a retail boutique called Luna Joon…and then (after what felt like an eight year period of rural purgatory scarce in culture and free-thinking), I moved to Tulsa. Full circle. Back to the city of my birth.
I decided to live in the East Village district, because of its very bohemian vibe and downtown location. I got an apartment down the street from Hodges Bend (which makes the best craft cocktails I’ve ever had) Bohemian Pizza, the Artist’s Loft, Girouard Vines Winery, the Fur Shop (a punk pub where they allow my dog to hang with me) and several other wonderful shops and restaurants. Here’s what my apartment looks like on the inside:
I have this big, aubergine sofa I purchased from Restoration Hardware aptly called “The Cloud”…and it acts as the centerpiece to my main living area.
I love vintage saris, and I use them a lot in my fabric art…so I decided to hang one above my bed in my bedroom.
Here is door leading to my hallway, where I’ve placed one of my favorite furniture pieces; a massive fireplace mantle from an 1850s plantation house that was destroyed in a fire. The fireplace was the only thing that survived. It has burn marks in its top right hand corner.
I decorate it for the seasons (this photo is from a couple of months ago when it was decked out with seashells, silver glass bulbs and white LED lights for summer). I also have a whole lot of books. I’m a bookworm.
Then there’s my kitchen, which is small but awesomely efficient.
And finally…here’s me. I hope to share a lot of things with you…my favorite Tulsa hangs, recipes from my alchemist archives (for things ranging from perfumes to incense papers to concoctions for every day and special rituals), and musings on living a life unencumbered by convention.
I’m a world traveler who loves to write, an artist who loves to create, a designer who loves to make everything around me beautiful, and an alchemist who likes to transform everyday things into extraordinary experiences. I’m looking for like-minded to people to join my soul community. Here I am…where are you?