My adventure as Interior Designer

We moved into a house that was a former model home.  It still had many of the features that were a trend in the middle-late nineties, and some others added by its latest owner. Those features included textured walls, mirrors... good grief, lots of huge, heavy mirrors, and designer paint around the house. Brown... all in brown tones. Dark brown, light brown, chocolate mocha brown, metallic brown.  Brown kitchen cabinets, brown walls, brown curtains... Not kidding here, whoever owned this house before us, loved brown. The day I decided to start our home renovation, I did it in the formal dining room.  It had the textured walls I disliked the most, plus crown moldings painted in antiqued gold.  Yes, gold. So... I bought some tools and got the room all ready for taking down that texture and leaving all walls smooth and nice. Before starting with the painful part, remember we moved from Spain.  And buildings in Europe are quite different. Structures are not...

Interior Design is such a beautiful, rewarding profession for sure.  And playing that role in our homes is becoming more and more popular thanks in part to some TV channels and all those websites for "DIYers" we can find all over the net. Studying Interior Design has been one of the most awesome things I've done for myself.  With it, I haven't just discovered a new world of possibilities but also, things about me I ignored. And this is not just a crazy decision made under the influence of too much TV.  Design has been a part of my life since I was born. My mother was a successful Fashion Designer.  I was born and raised in a Tropical country from Spaniard parents.  She learned the job at a very early age and was really good at it.  So good she even sent some of her designs to Miss Universe in the late 80's. Growing up surrounded by colors, textures, patterns and fashion magazines has a lot to do with this, I bet. Also, my father was an educated man w...