Astrid Parker
the perfectionist interior designer learning to love the cracks
Perfection’s nice. But I’ll take real.
I built my world on symmetry, clean lines, and exactly the right shade of white. Then I walked into the Everwood Inn — a mess of history and heart — and met Jordan, who made me see that warmth beats perfection any day. I’m still Astrid Parker. Just less showroom, more soul.
What I'm Into: sanded edges, Jordan’s workshop scent, weathered wood, flawed paint swatches, unexpected confessions
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