Bachelor pads are something else completely. Full of sturdy, masculine vintage tan and black leathers, steel, bare brick, concretes and dark colors, they ooze cool and a nonchalant messyness. A vintage Mid Century piece here, punchbags, weights or even a Harvey careless hung, placed or parked somewhere else, mancave style.
rowing up as a little girl, my parents used to spend each summer with us, the children, in their summerhouse in the beautiful region of the Dordogne, France. My mum, little sister and I would spend hours browsing through the local brocantes and garage sales. This is how I learned how to spot the fine stuff that was still abundantly available in those days.
