Even a neighbors curbside refuse didn't escape the notice of Deb Casey. The white leather bench wasnt exactly gleaming (in fact, it was caked with dirt) and its wooden legs were a bit crooked, but she knew that with a little elbow grease it would be just right.

"I had been looking for something like it,' says Deb of the bench situated in front of the window seat in her McKinney, Texas, foyer. When she spotted it on the street, she slammed on the brakes, threw her SUV into reverse, and hauled off the piece before the sanitation department could. "I'm a professional organizer. I help people throw away stuff. I don't bring it into my house! But this bench was too perfect to pass up," says Deb.

All the vignettes surrounding the now-polished bench in Debs foyer give the space a full, collected--not cluttered--look. The soft, concise color palette of white, cream, and silver means arrangements don't compete for attention. The displays are artful and pretty but just imperfect enough so that nothing looks too fragile in her 1886 home. "This is an old house, and everything in it has issues," Deb says. "Everything is a little bit off."