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Candice Olson of Divine Design on HGTV inspires the romantic side of me in decorating. Watching her go through the process of redesigning a room is like a trip to the candy store...it truly is devine! I love her fashionable design sketches that are amazing works of art. Unlike Debbie Travis who bombards a neighborhood with her wham bang wildly colorful overdues (though I love Debbie's personality) Candice works almost behind the scenes coordinating the effort. For one, she takes her time, spends money on things that count like quality drapes and lighting (expertly accomplished by my favorite electrician Chico). She uses her own carpenter and male seamster as well as taking into consideration the needs of her client's. The only problem is that she is based in Toronto, Canada and does not cross the border south. Favorite episodes are the private bath for the couple with children that turned into a classy retreat complete with a chandelier above the tub , stencil painted and gilded faux wallpaper and a striking tile designed floor.. it was absolutely gorgeous! Also like her bedroom redos, especially the little girl rooms. I have literally jumped up in the air and let out an emphatic "Yes!" when her final rooms are unveiled...try to have that same feeling over those two day makeover shows!
Candice has been featured in Home and Home & Garden Magazines. She also has a book on design available at most bookstores, but to really appreciate her style and professional design secrets, you need to take the time to watch her show.





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