Unmistakably European

I don't know what it is about European homes, but I think they are instantly recognizable. Perhaps it's that sense of history, the way bricks, and stone floors, and plaster arches become beautifully worn after hundreds of years of a life well-lived. Whatever it is, I am always instinctively drawn to these sort of spaces. After all, I am technically European, despite being raised in the U.S., so if my blood tingles every time I spot a barrel vaulted ceiling, or a chippy plaster wall, well it's only to be expected.

{images via European Chic}