My grandmother Amie taught me little French songs and poems when I was a child growing up along the torpid Gulf Coast.
She also insisted I have art lessons, and at the same time, I watched her as she furnished and decorated her Queen Anne mansion on the water with its mahogany paneling and its endlessly high ceilings. Oh, and did I mention the seven fireplaces?
Voila! Before you could say "croissant" I was hooked on France, art and design. A designer was born.
Amie is long gone, and missed. I took a while to find my place in the world of art and design. I'm staying!