I finally gave myself permission to be an artist—and then things got weird (in the best way). Born from my theater days, my obsession with props and texture, and a serious addiction to thrift store treasure hunting, Nattyology is what happens when creativity refuses to be quiet.

Everything here starts as something forgotten: a dusty dish, a sad little chair, an awkwardly shaped glass jar. Then I upcycle, embellish, reimagine, and occasionally insult it into fabulousness. Think antique dishes that throw shade. Ashtrays that make you snort-laugh. Furniture that looks like it belongs in your eccentric great aunt’s house—but cooler.

This is part blog, part gallery, part accidental therapy session. A place where my love of glitter, glue, paper, collage, wordplay, and faux British accent lives out loud. I’m a storyteller, a maximalist hostess, and the kind of person who believes every piece has a personality—and probably a dirty secret.

Come for the Mean Dishes. Stay for the daydreams and dick jokes.