Porkchopz's Profile

Originally I thought white eames shell chairs with metal eiffel base, but I think the Victoria ghost chair might work better. It would be a less stark contrast.

I have six authentic ones. The cost sucked, but I was able to get them in the exact color I wanted, so I don't regret it too much.

That garage photo is disturbing. I think you would need more than just some flimsy sliding doors to keep the air clean.

My parents are selling my childhood home this year to move up north and be closer to us. We moved in in 1992, when I was 9 years old. I moved out at age 19. I realized the other day that I lived in that house for exactly 10 years ( to the month!) and have now lived out of that house for almost as long. It makes me well up to think of them selling it. I think of all the "firsts" that happened there. I think of my brother passing away, and how I can remember every second and every detail of being in the guest room and hearing that news.

But then I remember that we can never have everything *just* as we want it to be. Something has to give. And for me, my parents are getting older, and I love them so very very much. Selling that wonderful house will be worth it, because that means we'll get to be closer -- having dinners together, running errands, playing with grandbabies -- and just living.

I want to add -- in addition to the peace of mind during natural disasters, renting a spacious apartment in a historic mansion was definitely fun. The mid-century place we bought is adorbs, but architecturally far less interesting than the large creepy 1908 basement, dramatic velvet-covered staircase, unpainted wood built-ins, etc. of the mansion. We could never afford to maintain something like that.

I am am owner now (SF bay area), but what I remember fondly about renting was just how carefree I was about repairs and natural disasters. Earthquakes? Bring 'em on. Cracks in the walls? FUGGEDABOUDIT.

Our house is 3 levels, in the hills, and we just experienced our first earthquake the other day. We were both immediately out of bed, and my husband spent the next hour trolling through the house looking for damages. And this was a teeny-size 4.3 quake.

Dunno if I buy this!

a-FORT-able!

the banana.

really pretty. thanks for not painting it white.