There are types of people who naturally fit into your lives. You share too many mutual friends and life experiences, and you find too much common ground with both your artistic lens and sense of humor to just not get along. Virginia is exactly that type of person for me. Once upon a time, we worked alongside one another in Los Angeles, starting our days at a posh office on Robertson Blvd and ending them on a walk around the Silverlake Reservoir or in some obscure wine bar. Fast forward ten years, we’re enveloped in a new phase of life, but (as kindred spirits typically do) we pick up right where we’ve left off.
Tucked at the end of an idyllic North Buckhead street, the Cheek’s house calls to you with its impeccably balanced charm. The exterior is sophisticated and so gorgeous that you instantly want to get a detailed list of the architectural decisions made during their building process, but it is also warm in such a way that sets you at ease and makes you forget to take notes. The lush green landscaping against the lime washed brick is as inviting as it gets, not to mention the toddler in the window playing peekaboo from behind the drapes. Before stepping foot into this house, we sense this is the kind of portrait of family we covet for our community. One that understands how deeply our homes act as an extension of all that we are, and all that we want to be.
Inside, one’s jaw cannot help but drop as you appreciate all of the interior inspiration. It is immediately evident Virginia was involved from conception of this house and has mastered the details of blending function with beauty. All around, there are hints that point to her established and elevated style, but even stronger is something that transcends aesthetic: there are very obvious statements of love. In the way of family photos scattered (/perfectly placed) in every sight line. Heirlooms situated next to backpacks. A child’s piano in the front window with nostalgic music books propped up. With her ability to make editorial-worthy vignettes coexist with backyard bouncy houses and monster trucks, it’s no wonder why Virginia Cheek is (and has always been) our people.