I THINK OF YOU EVERY MORNING, DREAM OF YOU EVERY NIGHT

I'm having a hard time putting words to the feeling of total room envy I am experiencing with this photo. It's pretty much perfect: turn-of-the-century settee, cheeky pillow, striped floor, exposed clothing rack, floor to ceiling shoe rack with additional articles scattered about, floor to ceiling windows, white walls (!), delightful glass hanging fixture, fireplace, faux antlers. It's like poetry in motion. If you know anything about Styx and have even one iota of understanding for my design aesthetic, you feel me here. Is anyone else as mind-blown as I am by the bloody perfection of this dressing room?