It was the elegance and timeless quality of life they suggested that held me spellbound. I read the appointments on the calendar, Puppy school on Tuesdays, Dinner at Nana's, Golf Tee off at 7am. There are no people shown on the pages- they are busy at the Wine tasting or at Golf with Jane and Tom at Clairmont. Or maybe they are out buying art supplies for their next masterpiece (brushes, ochre, sienna, paper, thinner). Fulfilled men and women lived here. They bought Pottery Barn furniture, loved their children (whose pictures hung everywhere, framed artfully), had successful careers, found time to collect seashells and display them in white shadowboxes and did it all effortlessly- no mud, no mess.
My fascination with the catalog has lasted a long time.