Jun 15 16

The UK Designer Who Is Soothing Our Souls, One Interior at a Time.

Rose Uniacke's kitchen in London

Rose Uniacke believes that interiors matter. Like, really matter.

(I do too.)

The London designer’s interiors – like all considered interiors – provide us with an opportunity to transcend. Yes – that’s right – transcend. In case you missed my last post, I’m a guru now.

Put differently, I believe that the spaces we inhabit affect our psyches. I held this belief long before I visited Rose Uniacke’s website, though Rose manages to sum up the notion as elegantly as she designs – which is to say, far more elegantly than I would have managed:

Interiors matter: Interiors and the way we furnish and decorate them.  They change the way we live. They change the way we are.  They have the potential to change us, and our lives, dramatically for the better.

I would add: They allow us to transcend (there’s that word again) the lives we leave behind outside their walls.

simple, dramatic foyer design by Rose Uniacke

Rose Uniacke

It goes like this –

One moment:  we are stuck in traffic, or on a busy London Underground platform. We are frazzled, we are frustrated, we are in a hurry. There is never enough time!

Then imagine: we step inside one of Rose Uniacke’s interiors. We look around – like, really look around; we take in our new (STUNNING) surroundings. We breath deeply – because that’s what you do in a space like this.

Suddenly: we are calm; we’re at ease. Time expands to fill the space. So much space! We are luxuriating. It’s so pretty here! We deserve it. After all, we are thoughtful, elegant people, in a world of beautiful creations.

And that’s how it happens: we’ve transcended.

Rose Uniacke's London dining room

Living / Dining Room at Rose Uniacke's London home

Rose Uniacke

Rose Uniacke's London bedroom

Serene Bedroom by Rose Uniacke

Master bath in Rose Uniacke's London home

Bedroom design by Rose Uniacke

Workspace | design by Rose Uniacke

marble tub & fireplace | bathroom design by Rose Uniacke

Blush-colored Shower by Rose Uniacke

Rose Uniacke | Indoor Pool

Winter Garden by Rose Uniacke

Are you with me? In the spirit of Rose, I’ll say it again: Interiors matter.

(& she makes bloody good ones.)

Images: Rose Uniacke

Jun 8 16

How a Daily Meditation Practice is Bringing Clarity to My Life + My Blog

When Inspiration Becomes Noise | How a Daily Meditation Practice is Bringing Clarity to My Life + My Blog

It’s time to come clean about some things.

I’ll be the first to admit – my attendance here has been spotty. Sometimes, I show up and share content that I’m truly proud of – like this interview and photo story with artist Mia Carameros. I love that one. But the key word here is sometimes. Certainly not on the 3x weekly publishing schedule that I so faithfully followed for months (even on vacation!) when I first launched Block Print Social. Not even close.

For months now, I’ve been telling myself – and you – that I have SO many good reasons for this. And that’s not untrue. I did move from London to Austin, and it has taken my husband and I a few months to recalibrate and settle. I have been setting up a new home and I have started a new job in an altogether new industry.

There have been adjustments.

I have been busy.

But that’s not the whole truth.

For as many “good” reasons I have for spending less time here with you, I have just as many not-so-good ones. What I’ve been leaving out – from the story I’ve been telling you and the story I’ve been telling myself for all these months – is that I haven’t felt connected to this space that I created. I mean, I have sort of – but not really. It’s as if I fell out of alignment – with my enthusiasm for what I’m creating here; with the message I’d like to send out to you; and with the sense of discovery (of art, design, creators, and creative concepts) that I’d like to foster.

But how did this happen?

And how do I find my way back?


I have a theory.

When I first launched Block Print Social, I had spent months – years! my whole life! – collecting an arsenal of inspiration. I read countless other blogs and publications, interviews with creative people doing awesome, creative things. I gazed at beautiful places and works of art, both on- and off-line, and I was buzzing from it all. There was so much that I liked and that I wanted to share! I should start my own blog!

The truth is none of that has changed, but here’s what did.

Drawing on all of that inspiration, I crafted my own little corner of the Internet where I could share my enthusiasm and connect with others who shared it. Hopefully. There was a lot of hope involved.

Then, people began showing up.

Actual readers (YOU).

And not just friends and family either.


Strangers from other countries.

And then one day I woke up to find that Instagram, where I had also been sharing my enthusiasm, had listed me as a suggested user. My follower count was growing. 2K…5K…10K… and up and up and…

But why me? My photos aren’t as good as So-and-So’s. My blog isn’t as popular as So-and-So’s. I bet So-and-So is rolling their eyes at this. Who are all these people? Where are they? Are they even real or are they just a bunch of spambots? Why didn’t they “like” this photo? Why aren’t they clicking through to my blog? Oh no – I’m losing followers. I was told this would happen – but this many?? How do I stop this? How do I make them come back? I knew I didn’t deserve this…

And THAT, friends, is how it happened.

The Slide.

Suddenly, my favorite blogs and Instagram accounts were no longer a source of inspiration; they were a source of competition. Why didn’t I think of that? I don’t have the money for that. It was all … noise. I was only as good as my follower count; only as good as my Google Analytics report said I was. Each follower was a follower I might lose! Each reader was someone that might judge my words – and thereby judge me!

It’s no wonder it became so hard to show up and share.

I became afraid of losing these people who had serendipitously come into my life (YOU) – a gift! – and this fear has been blocking me from the only thing I ever really wanted for myself and for this space – authentic, unadulterated, enthusiastic, let’s-all-hold-hands-and-sing-design-Kumbaya connection.



The truth is that I can’t. But I can find my way forward.

The first step was to recognize and admit to this false pretense I had created – this stupid, mixed-up (understandable, human) story I’d been telling myself. I’m only as good as the numbers say I am. (Hogwash.)

The next – to release this sudden, desperate need for outside validation of what I’m doing here.

And finally – to get still.

Be Still (It Will Come) | How a Daily Meditation Practice is Bringing Clarity to My Life + My Blog

(That’s me. My hair’s cuter now.)

This is where my burgeoning meditation practice comes in. Lately, I’ve been trying to spend a little bit of time each day, simply breathing and getting still in my mind. I’m very new to this so I like to use guides, like the Headspace app or Gabrielle Bernstein’s guided meditations. During this time, I like to focus on feelings of gratitude for what I already have and offer up any questions or doubts that I’m struggling with. Simply offer them – and try to trust that by doing so, I’ll find the guidance I need. This may sound a little woo, but so far so good.

On a few occasions during these moments of stillness, I have found that concepts or words bubble up in my mind.


for example. Or –


I’m still not exactly sure what these mean for Block Print Social or for whatever else comes next – but I know that they make me feel excited. That they’ve brought me back to this space – to a place of authentic, heart-led sharing and connection – and I’m committed to moving forward & finding out.

I really, really hope you’ll join me.


Photography by Chelsea Fullerton Jones for Block Print Social.

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