Wendy Smith’s house is tucked in a tiny lane off East Coast Road – so tiny that I fear for the sides of my little car (and others) as I winkle my way down it. The chic, lime-green mosaic steps up to the front door are instant confirmation that I’m at the right place.
Though I’ve heard glowing reports of Wendy’s interior design work from a number of friends and acquaintances over the years, it’s taken me surprisingly long to meet her. Apart from her obvious talent and flair, you can soon tell what makes Wendy so popular: her down-to-earth, no airs-and-graces manner and genuine friendliness.
Looking at the wealth of varied furniture, accessories and knickknacks that could be family heirlooms, I’m surprised to hear that Wendy and Nishan came here with just two suitcases. But as she points out, you can find anything in Singapore, including at auctions. “My parents used to drag me to auctions at old estates and manor houses in Wales, and it seeped into my blood.”
To introduce a light, airy feeling in the living room – in contrast to the cosy clubbiness of the basement den – Wendy white-lacquered the coffee table and topped it with glass. Two striking portraits by CapetonianRyan Hewitt dominate the room; Wendy bought them in Franschhoek and confesses to a passion for South African art.
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