Despite a life-long love of secondhand treasure hunting, I became a secondhand home designer and reseller through a lot of change, all at once. In Fall 2024 my beloved dog Oaty was diagnosed with cancer, then I got sick, and life shifted from vanlife and constant travel to signing a lease in Seattle and having to furnish an apartment. No part of me wanted to. I didn't want to fill a home with furniture I would just have to get rid of if I could get back on the road in a few months

So I set myself a rule: everything I brought in had to earn its place. I only chose pieces that would hold their value, or grow in it, so if I got better, I could sell it easily and recoup my investment. That rule ended up teaching me what quality actually means. I learned how to find quality solid wood, marble, brass, silver, and handmade wares.

Chasing that quality led me somewhere I didn't expect - into real appreciation for materials, craftsmanship, and the stories behind well made things. It became less about finding a deal and more about finding pieces worth having, that would bring me joy in the darkest moments at home while I recovered.

That's what you'll find here: secondhand pieces I chose because they're genuinely well made, worth the investment, and worth passing on to someone who'll love them the way I have.