Space Envy.


This is apparently in Paris.  I generally try to keep my blog space relatively positive, but COME ON.  Really?  How’s that possible?  I walked home last night from the train to 7 or 12 local news vans.  Being the nosy spawn of a Southern lady that I am, I asked what the fuss was.  “Oh, they think they found that guy who’s been attacking women all over.”  I’m not sure if I’m relieved or concerned this happened a few feet from my front door.  Maybe both.  Either way, I woke up this morning and spotted the loft of my dreams on a mailing list we subscribe to…fingers crossed.

And here’s how I’d decorate it.  (Again, this is the place that evidently exists in Paris.  I say “evidently” out of jealously rather than disbelief.  I’m well aware the world is full of people with amazing spaces.  It’s one of the many things that keeps me getting up at 6 am every morning).

Images from here


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