Used to think "timeless design" meant white walls and zero clutter until I spent three years in a Beacon Hill brownstone where the only thing timeless was the draft through the original windows and the way my mother's voice echoed every time she visited to rearrange my bookshelves by color. Now I keep a velvet armchair from a Cambridge flea market, a cracked mug from my first studio, and a stack of unread architecture monographs precisely where they land — turns out warmth isn't a style, it's th