A little slice of pretty before I go into muffled mode. My mother is visiting for 10 days so I won't have much time to indulge in my usual addictions. That is if you don't count kvetching about my mother as an addiction.
The following images from the blog Tipsee Tessie and were taken (if I understand this language unknown to me) at the Rice showroom in somewhere land. (I like to be precise. I think it is the mark of a good blogger.)
And here is more from this post I don't know where they were taken. I think in the house of the woman I wish were me. These images make me so happy. This is not something that can be explained.
My question to you is this: Would your man accept to live in a super girly environment? How much say does he have in your home's decor? After many, many years of marriage my husband has given up on fighting me. The secret truth he refuses to admit is that he totally digs it. Right?
My mother does not like my decor. That much is for sure. I won't be looking for validation there.
I know... kvetching already and her plane has not even landed.