It Was By Design

What does Cribs, Knock First, Queer Eye and Trading Spaces have in common? My new love interest.

I adore Interior Design. If I were a great artist, this would be one of the courses that would I have taken. Years ago, I once visited a friend’s showroom as part of the curriculum for Philippine School of Interior Design in Makati and it was wonderful. It was like going down a rabbit hole and visiting an art inspired version of Alice in Wonderland. After a while, I’ve forgotten about that and focused on to saving and touching lives. But after a certain period of time, continuous exposure to the harsh realities of that world tend to strip down one’s appreciation of beauty so imagine my relief when my bf reintroduced me to interior design. He dealt with the more practical side so I’ve never realized how much I would enjoy browsing through Wilcon’s Hardware Store. And while we were waiting for the piece of plywood he needed, he taught me about different kinds of wood, tiles, screws and bolts, what they were for and where they fit in the whole design.  I learned about the uses of a bolt cutter and goggles, which looks similar to the one I use on cannulation. Usually when I browse through design magazines, I really give any thought about the actual labor given to each inch in each set up.

Someday, I’m going to create my own dream house, plan every detail and it will be beautiful.