Kitchens sell houses. Fact. I can live with ratty skirtings, weird light fittings and (dare I say it) hideous carpets, but give me a crappy kitchen and I am out of there. It’s where we go to nourish, to create, to congregate and for those reasons alone, it should be beautiful. I stumbled across a Williamsburg loft kitchen on my internet searches and it’s pretty much awe-worthy. Light, loft, marble, painted brick, exposed beams, open storage, blonde floors – these are words you would be well familiar with if you have visited Wishful Thinking more than once. It’s almost like they picked my idea of a perfect kitchen straight out of my head and replicated in Williamsburg. Just like that.