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What’s the single largest purchase you’ve ever made in your life?  Let me guess…..your house, right?  (I know, I’m such a mind reader!)  And for those of you that rent, I would bet that your rent is probably your largest expense every month?  (Dang, I’m good at this!)

So here’s the problem I see: people spend SO much money on their homes each month, yet how many people are truly happy with their space?

Well that, my friends, is where I come in.  I started “Through the Front Door” back in the pre-pinterest days as a way to document all of my favorite home design ideas.  I did so in an attempt to not only inspire myself, but to inspire those that happened to stumble across this little blog of mine.

You see, I believe that your home should be a direct representation of you, your style, your needs, and your family.

By sharing beautiful rooms, creating DIY tutorials, spilling designer secrets, and showing you what we do in our own home, my goal is to help you create a home that you are head over heels in love with – a home that is distinctly YOU.

Let’s put this another way.  You’ve saved up your dollas to buy a brand spanking new car.  You have a list of things you want in the car, and you have a price limit.  Are you just going to go out and buy the first car that fits your budget and meets your requirements? (I certainly hope not).  I imagine most of you would do some research.  You’d read reviews online.  You’d check out reports.  You’d talk to salesmen.

Think of this blog like that.

Before you go all house crazy and just start buying furniture, pop over here to get some ideas.  See what works.  See what doesn’t.  See what styles you love.  See what styles you hate.  And if you need a little more directed advice (aka you need to talk to the salesman), well I’m here for that too.

At this point, you’re probably wondering who I think I am, being all “let me make your house pretty.”  Well let me introduce myself.  My name is Kirsten, and I’ve been in love with homes for as long as I can remember.

It’s the truth.  

Back when I was in kindergarten, my family built a house, and I remember standing in the middle of the newly framed out walls that would soon be my room, and I was captivated.  To me it was like magic, that somehow, the snow covered ground with a few 2×4’s in a square, would eventually become my house.

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Now I didn’t really start to make the connection that I wanted to design homes until middle school.  When 8th grade came around, my dad told me we were going to build a new house.

I. WAS. ECSTATIC.  

We spent weeks looking for inspiration on the Parade of Homes, I sketched floor plan after floor plan, and I had an endless supply of house ideas for my dad.  Seeing as I was in 8th grade, however, he took them with a grain of salt.

Once we were in more final stages of our home design, my dad met with an interior designer, and asked me if I wanted to come with to “see what they do everyday.”  Seeing as he hadn’t been “listening” to any of the ideas I had about the house, I was kind of mad about the whole situation (I was a stubborn kid, what can I say).  I begrudgingly went along, and after we left the meeting, I kindly pointed out to him that there wasn’t a single idea the interior designer had, that I hadn’t already told him.

From then on, he started taking me more seriously.

Well our house came together, I was still in love with design, and so after my senior year, I headed to college at the University of Minnesota to get my Bachelor of Science in Architecture.  That just wasn’t enough house loving for me, so I also got minors in Housing Studies and Construction Management.  And since I just love school so much, I moved out to Denver to get my Master of Architecture and my MBA.  When I finally had enough of that, I moved back to Minnesota, married this cute guy named Noel, adopted a sweet little pup named Roxy, and started doing freelancing work.

Now that you basically know my life story, it’s time to learn a little bit about yours!  Are you ready to get inspired?  Then pour yourself a cup of coffee (or chai in my case), snuggle up with a blanket on the couch, and make yourself at home.

I’m so happy to have you around these parts!