Welcome to a new series called Home Comforts!
It will be a chance for you to rubber neck at some well-formed homes, and who doesn’t want to do that?
To head us off we have a dear friend of mine. Heather Hale. Heather and I spent our adolescent summers climbing rocks and chasing boys. We headed separate ways for a while reconnecting older and wiser, and as kindred as ever. Some people you are just made to be friends with. Sitting in a sunny little street in Auckland you will find the Hale home. Husband Michael at work on his bike, their daughter Heidi Pearl by Heather’s side who is undoubtedly rearranging something, hanging new wallpaper or banging a hole in a wall. That was always something we had in common. The bug for incessant change.
Heather is a style master. A guru in all that is lux and lavish. She has an eye for mixing old and new and brings femininity into her home in such a constant and sophisticated way. It is warm, and it is inviting, and you are never without a glass of rose in-hand.
It is my kind of place.
Until next time.