Living with a bunch of boys makes me really really want a pretty house. As much as I love Mizzou, I'm not such a super-huge fan of Mizzou mirrors and footballs and koozies everywhere. And yes, at my house koozies
are considered decor. And of course I think Spudz McKenzie is cute - duh, he's a dog. But when a tin Spudz is the "artwork" greeting guests in your entry way, Mr. McKenzie starts to lose his pretty and becomes more of a pain.
So, while away from my boy castle I dream. I dream of pretty pantries lined with organized glass jars. Clawfoot tubs filled with pink bubbles and steaming water. I dream of matching silverware and, dare I say, cloth napkins (the kind
not made by Brawny).
I wish I wish I wish
No comments:
Post a Comment