I have always adored tiny things. My first design and property loves were my Polly Pockets and a doll house my grandpa made for me, which I lovingly filled with tiny objects fashioned from polymer clay.
As an adult, I go mad for an item that can pack down to a fraction of its size or be reconfigured for multipurpose use. I find photos of those tiny apartments in Japan and vans converted into mobile homes deeply soothing to look at. My bookcase folds flat, and my bedside table can roll around on wheels as a mobile surface.
