When I think Mad Men....

I don't think about the uncomfortable polyester sofas. Oh no. I think of luxurious, Miami-esque throws and furniture with good legs and pops of muted 1960s colour- that awful but can-be-chic linolium green, chenille blue, fuschia.

Why, hello! I love, I love

Not that I can contemplate getting married again, but from time to time, I see these pops of colour and I know, yellow and black and white is my Thing....