Nostalgic, layered, and full of heart – grandmacore is bringing back the beauty of lived-in spaces with stories to tell

Some of my fondest memories are at my Sicilian grandparents’ house– the scent of tomato sauce simmering all Sunday afternoon, my Nonna seated at their Mahogony dining table schooling the patriarchs of the family at a game of Briscola – Italian card game – and the burn on my legs from sitting too long on their plastic-covered furniture.

Their living room perfectly preserved. Handmade dollies on every surface. Cabinets full of fancy teacups (which I happily inherited), glasses and dinnerware, only brought out on the rarest of occasions. A space so layered with texture, narrative, and love, it was like a living scrapbook.

That cosy, eclectic look (minus the plastic!) tha

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