I used to really enjoy listening to this series of Late Night Tales by different DJs. They would curate a playlist of songs, and I guess the title of it made me think of stories told past midnight. At the height of my obsession with design, Late Night Tales and super clubs were the epitome of what designer life would look like. It was what I hoped to have in some way or another, as part of my life.
Maybe that’s what led to how my house is now; made in a way to cater to late night tales, and a hyper idealistic view of what cozy super clubs would be. Maybe more supper club than super club, for the lack of glitzy glamour.
I would like to think Clarice and I also compliment each other’s tastes really well. It makes our house balanced, and not heavy on the collectors end, and also not too sparse on the minimal end. We’ve got a good thing going on, and I like the late night tales we tell each other. When our kid comes into the picture, there’ll definitely be some late night tales.
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