Apr 15, 2011
Like closing off the wrap-around porch! What the wha? Why? WHY?! Don't worry, it looks freaking fantastic now.
And then there was the kitchen. I have no words. Yes I do. But they are swear words. Good thing they had the floor to ceiling wine racks, because living with that kitchen would require a constant state of drunkenness. How else could you not be semi-bothered by the oven being IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ROOM? But ohmygoshyouguys, the after.
Unbelievable! Nothing frightfully wrong with the bathroom, other than the gold fixtures and hunter green tiles affixed to the room's surfaces at random. So yeah, pretty bad. But the after is unrecognizable! I. Want.
And finally, what makes more sense when you live in Arizona, than enclosing yet another porch and adding an enormous fireplace? Anything, that's what. Anything makes more sense than that. Quantum physics, astrology, Charlie Sheen, anything.
But drink in the after! Drink with your eyes! It's like paradise!
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