Softcore Interiors / The journal
The stories behind the art.
Personal essays, honest reflections, and questionable decisions from the people creating and living with Softcore Interiors.
The woman who saved my life was me—and eventually, I had to stop letting her run it. Niko reflects on outgrowing survival mode and how distorted lines, citrus light, and a circular rug became a threshold between who...
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I packed my calendar so tightly that my life became an administrative position. Niko shares how a power outage, a dark shower and the Hold Still bath towel taught her that constant movement is not always progress—and sometimes...
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I saved the good plates for company while eating alone over the sink like a raccoon with central heating. Niko reflects on the evening she stopped treating beauty like a reservation—and how Blue Cathedral turned setting the table...
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At 11:47 p.m., an old flame texted “You up?” Niko lit Pulp Friction, remembered that great sex is not a character reference and finally blocked him. A short story about citrus, boundaries and refusing to give bad decisions...
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