Pendleton

I had a dream last night that I went to visit my mom at her house in Big Sur (no, she doesn't really live there). Her house looked like something out of an Apartment Therapy post: sky sweeping views, sunlit nooks, a loft filled with cozy neutral furniture with bursts of color. And I found treasures: bags stuffed with jewel toned Pendleton blankets and duvets. Now I'm on the hunt.