I (one of the 4 men to the 1 lady), have commandeered Michelle’s blog for today and I hope her readers won’t mind. Today is her birthday! I had to use the mad hacking skills of my little sister to gain access to Michelle’s blog and I love the fact that I can say anything I want about her, and so I will.
I thought it might be fun to reveal to you Michelle’s first decorating attempt in our little studio, which was a converted carport, on the North Shore of Oahu, Hawaii where we lived for two years while I completed my undergraduate work. Little did I or anyone realize that she would turn into a decorating and DIY Diva! It has been a fun journey and her skills and eye for decorating have definitely evolved over the years, though sometimes I wonder if it is more of a disorder! She has told me more than once that she will walk into a room and the room will talk to her and tell her how it wants to be decorated.
We lived in the Dolphin House right on Kam Hwy and our backyard was the Pacific Ocean!
In our little studio, although we fought with cockroaches daily, it was our little piece of paradise. Michelle was working full-time at BYU-Hawaii and in her off hours she began to decorate our little palace. The first thing she wanted to do was to put an umbrella with a light behind it in the corner of our living space. I know I raised an eye brow then, as I still raise an eyebrow with most of her ideas, but I have definitely come to trust her vision and I will help her make, paint, build and design anything now because 99% of the time it is stunning.
We have often talked about whether or not decorating is a gift from God and I fully believe it is. Anything that inspires, builds up, motivates one to feel and be better comes from God. As an innocent bystander to Michelle’s design, I can honestly say that to walk down a striped hallway or a stenciled ceiling or by a hand-made ottoman truly inspires me, it just feels good. It feels good to live in a space that has been planned out and then executed by one’s own hands. It communicates a healing energy to ones soul and becomes akin to a temple or spiritual place of being.
But in the end I will say this, when we first moved to Tucson, AZ I lived there for two months by myself while Michelle closed down shop for us in Salt Lake. I still remember when Michelle finally showed up and walked into our apartment, the whole atmosphere changed with her mere presence. Decorating and design aside, it is her sweet essence that makes our house a home. Whether we lived in a cave or a New York Penthouse, it is her simple presence and energy that would make either heaven or her absence a hell.
Here is a little video I put together about the 1 lady to these 4 men. Happy Birthday Michelle!