Isabella had envisioned the afternoon as a uncertainty in which she found herself under the living roof staring at the bare-as-it-was stark wooden floor—so counteractive in putting it on, she thought, as though to itself impassively when, instead, it would welcome a warming effect. She had always envisaged making her home warm, cozy, alive, and brimming with character. But there was always that element missing to bring it all together. The soft gray paint on the walls went along well with calming, neutral furniture, while books and knick-knacks on the shelves spoke of her wit and wisdom; but something was still amiss.

Isabella sat facing her teacup, taking stock of what more to do to see her dream restored. That was when she felt it—the cold, empty floor beneath her feet seemed to swallow the energy of the room, although it was richly textured with wood. It was then a thought struck her: she needed something bold that would ground the space and become a defining element in the room. What she needed was simple but powerful – a statement rug.