I’ve been meaning to tell this story for awhile now. It’s one that has only gotten longer the more I’ve put it off, so at this point, to cover all of the twists and turns seems almost impossible.
But I think that a bit of distance and perspective has done me the favor of editing out the headaches that no one needs to hear about anyway. Because all that rises to the top is the good. And in this story, that still leaves a lot to be told.
Still, it’s a bit of a struggle for me to make this coherent when all I want to do is show you a thousand pictures of what’s happening now and say LOOK! But everyone likes stories. So here goes.
Over the summer, which is now light years away, our little Brooklyn sublet was featured on Design Sponge. Transforming that place into a home of our own was a mental challenge, knowing that as soon as we finished we were going to have to pack everything up and move back out. There were many afternoons when I wondered what on earth I was doing, but one email that came our way after that post changed everything.
This is literally how the message began.
“Hi Tara and Percy,
Debby, a wonderful woman, wife and mother of three was writing to us because she has just sold a house in Park Slope, rented an apartment in Clinton Hill, closed on a house in upstate New York, and broken her hip in the span of a week.
She had seen our post, admired and related to our frequent moves, and was hoping we could work our magic (quickly) on her new apartment and if the fit was right, their upstate home. Being in the state she was, she needed some help to make this happen. And the sooner their current apartment could go from feeling like a whirlwind to a place they could actually live, the better.
We met with her the next day, fell in love with her family instantly, and were on the job. Debby’s husband was away for business, and she was hoping to surprise him with a TV-worthy reveal, which meant we had a week to design, source, and build everything needed to overhaul their Brooklyn apartment. And so the madness began.
I’ll spare you the gory details (and there are quite a few) but over the next seven days we completely transformed Debby’s home, packed up and moved out of our Brooklyn apartment, attempted to move into a new apartment, decided not to take the new apartment, moved everything into storage, racked up five parking tickets and even managed to get a car towed.
But every single bit of agony we went through that week was 900% worth it.
After days of planning and building, we were finally working in the apartment around day #5. As we walked out that day, Debby stopped us and said “By the way, you’re on for the upstate house.”
I still get giddy when I think about it.
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Check out the pictures below of some of the magic we worked on their Brooklyn apartment.
|Swoon city, right?|
Next up, Part II.