Missing You

I'm taking a wee blogging hiatus this week. A house guest arrives tomorrow...a lovely young lady who happens to have been my dearest friend in high school, as far as I remember anyway. I haven't seen her in eons, so we have so much catching up (and hopefully shopping) to do!

Later this week, or on the weekend, I plan to post my deepest and most salacious thoughts on the subject of MEN. Sadly, it won't be my generally omniscient thoughts about men, but rather thoughts about the men in our lives in the context of decorating! Do you share mutually impeccable tastes? Or does their Star Wars collection drive you stark-raving mad? How do you cope with their taste in your Master Plan for Global Decorating Domination?

Of course, this assumes there is a man in your life, but if not, then insert the name of whomsoever might be the object of your affection (assuming you live with them), or your sticky-fingered children, or your mother-in-law ("you chose that colour?"), or your hairy stinky dog, or anyone else who thwarts your creative process.

In fact, I may pass the torch after writing about men and invite someone to write about how their darling children absolutely destroy any hope they might've had of leading a sophisticated life. Or dogs - how they fill your home with love, but also doggie smells and poop/pee/fleas/worms/stuff dragged in from outside. Oh, and destroy your leather goods. There is an explanation for shabby chic and it is...pets.

As soon as I can, Terri

P.S. In the meantime, check out the oh-so-talented Melissa's delightful post about *Sight*, one of the 5 senses to consider when creating your smashingly lovely dream home!