The moment it starts to get cold, I wish for a sunroom. It's the Italian in me; I can't survive without sunlight. My nightmare would be being in Iceland in winter or other places where it never gets light. I am not very gloomy, more the labrador retriever type, but that would give me winter blues.

We had a sunroom in most of our old houses, and being surrounded by glass, light, and plants suits me. In Italy, the whole living room, being a midcentury house, is a sunroom. In this house, we are considering closing off our veranda, and if we ever move, our future home will have to have. a sunroom. Non-negotiable

SUNROOM STAPLES, these days I love easy cream jumpers, flares, cashmere socks and sneakers. Oh and can I have the Garbriella Crespi chair?