Baggage Talk

I grew up with two kinds of white walls. My grandmother's was a lighthouse. My mother's was a departure lounge. In 2020, I met the third kind — and it nearly broke me.

In the United States, Pilgrims outlawed color on walls. None of them ever made it to Puerto Rico — where Mother Nature's palette and the joy of living inside it has always been a birthright.

In 2019, a clam shell on a gray Bainbridge beach stopped me cold. It was lying on its back, belly up — and it was the kind of white I grew up with.

Named for the silky synthetic fabric that owned the disco era, CB Luscious Quiana-Gloss Finish™ catches the light and gives it back to your room. Here's everything you need to know about this brilliant 1970's fashion innovation, and why it's the luxurious reflection your home has been waiting for.

There are expats, and then there are transplants. I'm rooted in two opposite ends of the world — and everything I know about color, pattern, and home grew from that distance.

I hated yogurt the first time I tried it. But stirring that cold pink cup every day in Oregon was the closest thing I had to home — and it was the same motion that became a paint formula.