There was a time when homes were not styled, they were lived in. Every object had a reason to exist. A cushion was not picked from a catalogue in five minutes. It was stitched, embroidered, and sometimes repaired with care. It carried hours of someone’s time, quiet concentration, and unspoken emotion. Then came machines. Speed. Scale. Mass production. Everything became faster, shinie... https://gmliving.in/collections/cushions