Well, here’s a heavenly location for a party, under the shade of a big, beautiful tree, boujad rugs all over the ground. There’s a lamb stew on the way, and live music in the way of Berber, Gnawa, Hip Hop and Blues. Lanterns will be lit after dark, and guests (in colourful djellabas) will dance under the light of the silvery moon.

More is more is more! It’s all so utterly over the top, but how fabulous is this room! I want to move in for a month –– watch old movies in bed, invite friends over for Darjeeling, read laugh-out-loud books, and have club sandwiches brought to me for breakfast. Yes, that’s sounds like a lovely way to spend the month of December.

I came across the beautiful work of Ariel Alasko today –– spoons, plates, and sculptures hand carved from walnut and maple. What a gorgeous gift this charred maple bush brush would make. Alasko’s cutting boards, made from simple walnut or ambrosia maple, are what every home (and slab of good cheese) needs. And just look at these fabulous hazelnut spoons. Her Instagram account, entirely in shades of earth,  is really quite dreamy. And her dog, Mazie, is kind of lovely, too. Woof.

I came across the work of Eny Lee Parker today, a 28-year-old designer and ceramist who is creating coffee tables out of glass and terracotta vases. To make the clay vase legs, Parker applies a clear glaze, sandblasts away the high gloss and then adds a coat of beeswax to richen the finished tone. “I wanted to use the potter’s wheel to create furniture, which was very ambitious, especially for the size of things that you have to throw,” she told the New York Times.

I write about guest loos here often, mostly because it’s a small dream of mine to have one. I love the idea of a clean and classic decor, punctuated by an unexpectedly playful powder room. This one here is rich and sophisticated, and just the sort of safe haven I need when my house is brimming with children. Give me a glass of wine, and I’ll stay here all evening. Better yet, hand me the bottle.

I know it’s just a vase a flowers, but what a difference it makes to the room. Flowers breath life and colour into a space –– and as we move into winter, I urge you all to buy them in abundance. I stuck little pink flowers in Acqua Panna bottles today, and my friend Jessica brought me an orchid, and my home instantly felt happier. Skip the gerbera daisies and tulips, and go for a single, full bodied hydrangea.

Frette sheets, a fireplace and enough room to dance the tango –– yes, this is my kind of hotel room. Well, I’m assuming this is a hotel room. Where else do you see tea for two and fresh Delphiniums sitting at a writer’s desk? I’m guessing we’re in India, Jaipur maybe. If anyone finds out, let me know. I’ll buy us the airline tickets.

I haven’t had a bath in years. I do wash, just not in tubs. But if I were the bathing type, I’d be in this claw footed lovely as fast as you can say soap. This Japanese soaking tub looks quite heavenly, and I love the starkness of this one. I’d be rather happy splashing away in this gorgeous tub, too. All this tub talk is making want to have a bath. Be a doll, and pass the bubbles, won’t you.

I love this little house in Western Australia, it’s so full of colour and quirks. It’s owned by an artsy couple, Ian and Ros de Souza and is regularly open to the public for garden days and art walks. Most unusual, is their embrace of indoor/outdoor living ––  the kitchen is virtually outside, and their shower is outside. Ros’ office is inside a reclaimed vintage train carriage, while Ian’s steel/glass studio is covered in paintings. Even the ceiling. The house is small, but that doesn’t stop them from squeezing 22 guests around one of Ian’s handmade tables on rails.