Every once in a while I get a combination of lust and envy that makes me not sure where to wager my emotions. When Anzelina sent over this link from the New York Times, such a phenomenon occurred.
Can you blame moi?
They so perfectly combine the blend of rustic and modernity that I'm in love with. Add the lightness of the whole place and I'm soaring through the Pleiades.
How does a young, sweet-looking couple score something like that? I guess we'll never know! If I lived here I think I'd stay home forever!
If you want a refill for your prescription of jealousy, visit HERE. There's so much more beauty within.
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Came home last night to the falling apart horrid house I'd left 4 days earlier, after a month of work with no weekends for cleaning up plus 4 days of being sick so it was all dust on every surface as though I'd powdered it on purpose, and twisted, inside-out sweaters on the floor, and cups of cold tea moldering, and newspapers littering every surface, and unopened mail - bills all - mocking me, and piles of laundry undone, and I read this article about this perfect house with the little rustic study where the rain tattoos a song on the window during a storm and the floors are artlessly gorgeous, and the garden something from a dream, and I thought, if only I could find my little pearl-handled derringer in all this mess that I might shoot myself immediately, MUST I see this tonight of all nights?
Dear Daniel, what an amazing place! I absolutely love it!! Have a great weekend xx
Christina - It seems we share the same sentiments! And may I say, that was one of the most beautifully written comments.
Christina L- It's a place where dreams may come!
Oh how I feel Christina's pain.
And why is my threadbare home never artful, let alone worth over a million euros? Now if you'll excuse me, I've got to go clean the gutters. Right after I take care of the clogged drain. Or maybe I'll go bleach all the floors and woodwork...
Lest we forget to free the windows of the inches of dust, pollen, and nose prints!
ack! LOVE!
I can't credit your descent into envy or jealousy, given the fortitude of your admiration. Excuse the unsolicited speculation. Degeneracy of spirit or of esteem really is not in your repertoire.
Laurent- I've never put anything on here that doesn't fit my fancy. Nor will I ever.
Sorry if I've misled you.
I can't handle how amazingly rustic and elegant this house is. I need that pink fainting couch.
xxx
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