I popped by the Facing Pages festival yesterday and checked out all the pretty independent magazines on exhibit.
One of the magazines I was browsing through had a feature of a Swedish family’s summer house on the west coast of Sweden.
This is one of my dreams (with a small adjustment: mine will be on the east coast, an hour’s boat ride from Stockholm). The ancestral house sits on a rock quarry, with separate apartments for the members of the family. Look at the interiors – perfection! Rustic, charming, unassuming, impeccable design and at the same time simple, cozy, and with that hard to explain Swedish touch. It’s more of a feeling, I suppose.