I’ve never quite gotten this whole “house tour” thingy. I mean, call me Larry David if you will (that’s probably how I’m gonna end up anyway) but I’ve never seen the point of visiting other people’s bathroom, sleeping room etc. I mean you know, there are hundreds of books that talk about great houses, stylish flats with great colored pictures… To me, if your place is not figured clearly in one of these books, I don’t see why you’d then proudly show us your laundry basket.
Of course, there’s always the exception (no, I’m not THAT of a dick). For instance, a couple who lives on a +150 m2 loft on the top floor in the lovely town of Gent… or my architect brother living with his girlfriend who’s also happens to be an interior decorator designer OR my friend John Gidding who’s a TV host for … I don’t know… hmm… “Designed to sell” (edit: and “Curb the block it’s appealing” or something like that…)? Then there could be some interest of visiting around, be it money or creativity.
When I have guests at home (which basically almost never happens), I actually close all doors. It’s not paranoia, I just believe that my bed room is my own business. On a side note about the strip, Skaribou and Cagouillette’s place is lovely (except for the pink walls in the bathroom).
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Hmm, Broni. It’s “Designed to Sell”, and that’s old news. More recently, “Curb Appeal: The Block”.
THANKS.
… OMG… KILL ME, KILL ME, KILL ME T_T
And stop messing with my friends ffs!!
non mais il fallait que tu vois la salle de bains ! elle aurait sa place dans le livre du non-design et du kitsch ultra…
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Rha, j’aime. <3 Surement un de mes préférés.
that’s a classic! excellent! fuck pink and p!nk!
btw your architect brother seems like a great guy…i’m sure he’s really good looking and athletic…i wouldn’t be surprised if he’s running the NY marathon…HELLOW HELLOW!!
John > corrected… thanks for passing by.
Aprigo > buwahaHAHAHA!!!
Cagouillette > mais j’ai VU votre salle de bain!!!
Silver > Merci merci merci
gin-gin > Actually, my brother is a real awesome perfect douchbag who got in the NY marathon only because I called S.O.S. retard to help him get in the handicaped category.