It happens every January. Once the glitz, glam, glitter and gluttony of the holidays are over, I crave simplicity. I long for austerity and to surround myself with natural neutrals. No frills, no excess. I want food no fancier than plain water and a tuna sandwich, and a home no fussier than a monastery.
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So last week when a sea tide of photos featuring undyed natural linens in a beautifully simple home flowed into my inbox, it was an oasis for my over-stimulated eyes.
I had forgotten how much I loved linen, but Richard Ostell, a respected fashion and home designer, reminded me. The shots were from his home in Westchester, New York. Rough woven linens graced his tables, windows and bed like a pure sigh of relief.
I wanted to crawl through my computer screen and into his home, make a cup of tea, sit by his window and decompress. Instead I got him on the phone.
“I’m calling to talk about our mutual love of linen,” I said, breaking Rule No. 1 in journalism: Be objective. Never show your bias.
“I’m not a fan of superfluous detail,” he said, in a British accent that oozed refinement. “I’d much rather have something plain. Linen is honest, simple, humble, durable and has an element of having been touched by human hands.”
“I know!” I blurt. “And, I don’t know about you, but after all the sequins of the holidays, I am so ready for linen. I mean, if I never see another mirrored ball!” Then I smack myself. This reserved taste-leader, the former creative director for Liz Claiborne who now has his own furniture and product design company, would never have anything so gaudy as sequins in his home, let alone a mirrored ball.
I really want to start the conversation over.
Ostell’s work, whether in fashion or furnishings, reflects style that doesn’t scream. His home whispers, “I am here to comfort not impress.” It’s a mantra more homes should adopt.
“Linen is this great-looking fabric, so why don’t we use it more?” I continue, trying to recover whatever good opinion of me he might have had.
“I’m puzzled by that, as well,” he said. “Possibly because it’s naturally rumpled look gave it a reputation for being too casual. It got pigeonholed, but it can be very sophisticated. I think a lot of people don’t understand what they can do with it.”
“I think it’s the ironing,” I say. “All that pressing and starching. Who has time?”
“I never iron linen,” he says.
“It defeats the point of it. The rumpled look is part of its beauty. I love it right when it comes out of the dryer fluffy. I don’t think people should think it looks messy. It should be left as it is.”
“Maybe that rough and tumble look is OK for beds, but what about linen clothes?”
“Wear your linen pants right off the line,” Ostell said. (How quaint, a line.) “And appreciate the fabric’s natural state. Linen wrinkles. Pressed linen looks worse when it wrinkles. You don’t want your linen to be pristine and pressed and perfect.”
I let this sink in: I can get a better look with less effort. I hang up, in love with linen even more than before.
Besides permission to let my linen be rumpled, here are some other insights Ostell shared on how to live more beautifully with linen.
Life, like linen, is better relaxed.
Syndicated columnist and speaker Marni Jameson is the author of “House of Havoc” and “The House Always Wins” (Da Capo Press). Contact her through marnijameson.com.