I was clicking through Architectural Digest (as you do) when I alighted on this photo of Jessica Chastain’s New York apartment.  It wasn’t so much the design that caught my eye or the pretty cornflower blue – or even the impressive array of copper in the cupboards, but the cork floor tiles.

A fallen high achiever, cork tiles now equate with seventies bad taste and sticky beer after raucous student parties.  And yet there’s something about them – a warmth and sense of forgiveness blended with a subtle hint of nostalgia..

This Blogger had a kitchen laid with them last year and she’s written a follow up post on how she’s feels about them a year on.  It makes interesting reading.

Maybe, as with all things seventies, it’s time for a revival..

Laters, Kate x