"Are you SURE an interior designer lives here?" My boyfriend is a musician and has yards and yards of equipment that is too bulky to put away anywhere, so it sits out in plain, ugly sight. And also, we are at a stalemate between my cat's claws and my boyfriend's leather furniture--for the last two years, the couch and club chair have been living under blankets. As though we are carefully saving it for a hypothetical day when there will be no cat claws to reckon with; and yet I have no plans to declaw my cat and he (hopefully) has no plans to dump me. I have, however, been daydreaming about dumping the godawful stuff and starting over with a nice R&B piece in a nice, forgiving tweed.
oh please... our people say it to my face. It's to clean. Yes, I'm a bit compulsive. But... how can too clean be a complaint. I have, however, heard that it's relaxing... I like to think that's because it is so clean and uncluttered. Ha!
Oh.... and that my cat is obese. I agree w/ anonymous on this one. They must have come to our house recently ;)
"When are they ever going to get everything reupholstered?" Though she used to keep it to herself, my mother-in-law has thrown propriety to the winds and now says this to our faces. (Until our ship comes in, everything will remain in its original flea-market fabrics.)
"Get some decent baseboards... you look bare and unfinished!"
BY the way... you might read "How the other half Hamptons" I won the book in a giveaway... I haven't actually read it, but I did read the description and they talk about beer bonging... it might be helpful ;)
I'd like to think people are saying nice things about my house, but in reality, they probably can't get over the yellow/brown totally worn linoleum and all around gross kitchen that i can't wait to rip out.
I think people would say, "That's a really nice place; very chic and glamorous. I would've never guessed that with her." I have let my looks and shape fall somewhat by the wayside so my outward appearance for now certainly does not match the tasteful pied-a-terre I have managed to create for myself.
recently i found out that people said my old apartment looked like a grandma lived there! AHH! I like vintage things but I think it's far from grandma -it's eclectic...i'll just say they have bad taste (am I delusional?).
I have tremendous guilt about my house, so I won't even begin to speculate what my friends say about it behind my back. It's a big, expensive house and I totally love it while concurrently feeling really guilty and weird about owning it. I am so glad I don't know what my friends say about it (and me) behind my back...
"Some reasonably interesting people live there with no extra money to fix stuff up but apparently with enough extra income to purchase things like The Buddy Christ and Krusty the Clown dolls AND they have the hoo-has to display them."
For this one, I have to pull out my 2 favorite sayings..."You can't polish a turd" and "It's like putting lipstick on a pig..." And to throw in another old school cliche...I feel like the cobbler's child who has no shoes....I love what I do, but I can't nor do I have time to do it for myself...
in my single days I'll never forget when this girl walked into what I thought was my chic apartment and screamed, God it's so Pier I in here!! And it WAS!!! I was mortified at being outed.
No one stops in unannounced - they know better. When they are expected = giant stacks of bills and magazines and papers get stuffed into closets and the garage. I have piles everywhere from past visits. Totally unorganized under the decorated surface.
my dad told me i need to have my floors refinished. i think it adds character. someone else told me i have the "too many small rooms" problem. huh? my house is 140 yrs old with original floor plan. in my city it's popular to take out all the walls in the front rooms of an old house and create a 'great room' with exposed free-standing brick chimneys and vaulted ceilings, but leave small-ish rooms intact in the rear of the house. hate that! this friend's house has "bad remodel" problem: every room has a different ceiling height. ceiling sitting right on top of window moulding in dining room? ugh.
Ugh, someone told me (in a previous home we owned) after they toured my house that it "was so Pottery Barn". I was insulted, but I think she meant it as a compliment. I didn't have one thing (well, maybe a candle or two) from PB.
"Where are the curtains?" We moved 2 years ago and I bought fabric shortly after to make new curtains. Two years later it is still under the bed, waiting to be made.
"Poor Baby, her store looks so nice, what happened to her home? And don't open that coat closet or you'll never get it closed! Just throw your coat on her bed. Lisa & Alfie
Once this classical pianist friend of ours said this about our house. Its so artistic - what harmonious colours! and naturally i was thrilled to bits - blushing and all. And then he asked "But where did you get the curtains from - answer - fabindia, and the bench - answer fabindia etc and that cushion cover - answer fabindia. It was a moment of truth early on in my house setting up days - so i resolved to steer clear of the one store look forever.
do they ever clean? i thought now that he lived with her the place would look NICE. guess she's a slob too. look at the dust on the coffee table and baseboard!
Um, what is with the fake plants? Plants just will not grow in my house, they get mold in the soil. I have two large "fake" palm trees that make "ME" very happy, LOL.
Thank you for not trying to pretend you went to Groton/Harvard/Princeton, that you live on the Upper East Side, work in "finance," dine at La Grenouille, blah blah blah...
Well, most people seem to like my place, but I think that if some decor-interested types came over, they'd say it was cluttered or inconsistent or something.
If anyone says anything now, it's probably that I chastised them for sitting on my sofa arm or for perching too perilously with their wine over the sofa.
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"I didn't get the theme he was going for."
A lot, but starting with "she could be a little tidier."
I think they probaby snicker and roll their eyes about how obsessed I am with it.
"Are you SURE an interior designer lives here?" My boyfriend is a musician and has yards and yards of equipment that is too bulky to put away anywhere, so it sits out in plain, ugly sight. And also, we are at a stalemate between my cat's claws and my boyfriend's leather furniture--for the last two years, the couch and club chair have been living under blankets. As though we are carefully saving it for a hypothetical day when there will be no cat claws to reckon with; and yet I have no plans to declaw my cat and he (hopefully) has no plans to dump me. I have, however, been daydreaming about dumping the godawful stuff and starting over with a nice R&B piece in a nice, forgiving tweed.
"God, his cat was enormous."
oh please... our people say it to my face. It's to clean. Yes, I'm a bit compulsive. But... how can too clean be a complaint. I have, however, heard that it's relaxing... I like to think that's because it is so clean and uncluttered. Ha!
Oh.... and that my cat is obese. I agree w/ anonymous on this one. They must have come to our house recently ;)
"she's a neatfreak! but i saw some dustbunnies she missed".
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"Why wouldn't he let us go into that one room?"
"When are they ever going to get everything reupholstered?" Though she used to keep it to herself, my mother-in-law has thrown propriety to the winds and now says this to our faces. (Until our ship comes in, everything will remain in its original flea-market fabrics.)
"A Shabby Chic coffee table? Good Lord, is it still 1995? Does she prop up her feet on the coffee table while watching Beverly Hills 90210?"
"Get some decent baseboards... you look bare and unfinished!"
BY the way... you might read "How the other half Hamptons" I won the book in a giveaway... I haven't actually read it, but I did read the description and they talk about beer bonging... it might be helpful ;)
"Did you hear those muffled cries coming from the basement?"
" I feel like I'm on vacation"
"She does know she doesn't live by the beach, right?"
The comment my brother has said to me - "It looks kind of like Brownsville in here" (Brownsville TX)
I like bright colors, what can I say.
Better keep my shoes on, or I might get a splinter from the hardwoods.
We HAVE to have them redone, it's embarrassing.
good heavens (it's the dirty south) has she EVER dusted? - oh wait, they say that TO me...
"What was that smell?"
Oh my God. It is so small. How can they live there with two small children?
Oh yeah, she USED to work in interior design.
I'd like to think people are saying nice things about my house, but in reality, they probably can't get over the yellow/brown totally worn linoleum and all around gross kitchen that i can't wait to rip out.
I think people would say, "That's a really nice place; very chic and glamorous. I would've never guessed that with her." I have let my looks and shape fall somewhat by the wayside so my outward appearance for now certainly does not match the tasteful pied-a-terre I have managed to create for myself.
recently i found out that people said my old apartment looked like a grandma lived there! AHH! I like vintage things but I think it's far from grandma -it's eclectic...i'll just say they have bad taste (am I delusional?).
"Why doesn't she just clean up and hire a decorator already?"
what's she complaining about?
or
so, HOW many dogs were in there?
I have tremendous guilt about my house, so I won't even begin to speculate what my friends say about it behind my back. It's a big, expensive house and I totally love it while concurrently feeling really guilty and weird about owning it. I am so glad I don't know what my friends say about it (and me) behind my back...
"Look what I got from his medicine cabinet!"
"Some reasonably interesting people live there with no extra money to fix stuff up but apparently with enough extra income to purchase things like The Buddy Christ and Krusty the Clown dolls AND they have the hoo-has to display them."
so many stacks of paper! so many old design mags!
"I feel better about my house now."
Seems like they are always working on the house - what have they done?
How long has she been working on that mural? How can she stand all those unfinished projects?
You guys crack me up.
She's never satisfied.
"What's with that? Did you see that ........ in the ......?"
For this one, I have to pull out my 2 favorite sayings..."You can't polish a turd" and "It's like putting lipstick on a pig..." And to throw in another old school cliche...I feel like the cobbler's child who has no shoes....I love what I do, but I can't nor do I have time to do it for myself...
in my single days I'll never forget when this girl walked into what I thought was my chic apartment and screamed, God it's so Pier I in here!! And it WAS!!! I was mortified at being outed.
No one stops in unannounced - they know better. When they are expected = giant stacks of bills and magazines and papers get stuffed into closets and the garage. I have piles everywhere from past visits. Totally unorganized under the decorated surface.
The place looks different every time I visit....She keeps moving the furniture around....
Hey, Decorno. Didja see that you got a Shout Out from Nick the Deal Hunter? Wow. You're big league now.
my dad told me i need to have my floors refinished. i think it adds character. someone else told me i have the "too many small rooms" problem. huh? my house is 140 yrs old with original floor plan. in my city it's popular to take out all the walls in the front rooms of an old house and create a 'great room' with exposed free-standing brick chimneys and vaulted ceilings, but leave small-ish rooms intact in the rear of the house. hate that! this friend's house has "bad remodel" problem: every room has a different ceiling height. ceiling sitting right on top of window moulding in dining room? ugh.
Ugh, someone told me (in a previous home we owned) after they toured my house that it "was so Pottery Barn". I was insulted, but I think she meant it as a compliment. I didn't have one thing (well, maybe a candle or two) from PB.
"Where are the curtains?"
We moved 2 years ago and I bought fabric shortly after to make new curtains. Two years later it is still under the bed, waiting to be made.
"Poor Baby, her store looks so nice, what happened to her home? And don't open that coat closet or you'll never get it closed! Just throw your coat on her bed.
Lisa & Alfie
my boys brother drove by to see the outside and later we found out that his only comment was:
"wow, what a shit hole"
Once this classical pianist friend of ours said this about our house. Its so artistic - what harmonious colours! and naturally i was thrilled to bits - blushing and all. And then he asked "But where did you get the curtains from - answer - fabindia, and the bench - answer fabindia etc and that cushion cover - answer fabindia. It was a moment of truth early on in my house setting up days - so i resolved to steer clear of the one store look forever.
Nice house...great decorator. Too bad I stuck to the counters.
do they ever clean? i thought now that he lived with her the place would look NICE. guess she's a slob too. look at the dust on the coffee table and baseboard!
Um, what is with the fake plants? Plants just will not grow in my house, they get mold in the soil. I have two large "fake" palm trees that make "ME" very happy, LOL.
I used to joke that it looked like Ralph Lauren threw up.
I do have a lot of cliched upper middle class signifiers around here. Mounted antlers and old Turkish rugs and mahogany furniture and silver trophies.
Dude, I just can't help myself. I like feeling like the idle rich.
4:37 Anon: Thank you!
Thank you for not trying to pretend you went to Groton/Harvard/Princeton, that you live on the Upper East Side, work in "finance," dine at La Grenouille, blah blah blah...
2:56 PM Anon:
Nope, I grew up in a suburban tract house in the modern 70s.
That's why I hate that look now. ;)
Well, most people seem to like my place, but I think that if some decor-interested types came over, they'd say it was cluttered or inconsistent or something.
If anyone says anything now, it's probably that I chastised them for sitting on my sofa arm or for perching too perilously with their wine over the sofa.
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