I want my houses to feel fresh and sensual. I want to see an enormous perfectly made stark white bed with art books, sparkling water in giant goblets, and poetry books on the bedside tables for an immediate deep breath and sweet alignment with the universe.  After clean, smell is my favorite sense.  Aromatherapy of citrus, orange blossoms or lavender draws one in and somehow a person wants to linger…anything with purple hydrangeas and sunlight next to an 18^th century French stone piece…and I am a happy woman.  My weakness is a glowing fire with cedar logs and the air conditioning down to fifty nine degrees.  Ask anyone.