My Parents Doubled My Rent So My Unemployed Sister Could Move In, So I Moved Out and Took Everything

a blank document and began writing the opening pitch for something I’d been dreaming about for years, something I’d been too busy saving my family to build.

My own interior design school.

Not a stiff institution with endless lectures and gatekeeping. A studio-school hybrid. A place that felt like a workshop and a sanctuary at once. A space for women continue reading …