The Missonis make things. Fabric and clothes and food. (For the short list.)
And a rainbow of breadsticks. (What could make me love bread better than being able to pick my favorite color? Nothing.)
I am always wondering what my children notice, what they will take away.
And when I saw these images I just thought, "What an amazing way to grow up."
Entrenched, enveloped, in love with color.
All images via Bon Appetit; photography by Alexia Silvagni. I saw them in Mr. Blandings's issue and mentally filed them away until I saw images of the Missoni homes in Bazaar today. My new desire for neutral backgrounds is making my need for color to pop up other places. Like here.