Notes and anecdotes from the design world.
All wrong.... all wrong. *shakes head*
Sea urchin? No way. It's a bloody butt-hole.
Come back for round two. Melody you've already won the prize for that one.
Wow. I was not prepared for Melody's comment this early in the morning! But yes, she's right.
While I don't disagree, as a public figure I'm sticking with gunshot wound. Hah!
I think a prescription ointment might help.
Really? That's stuff's for more than the bags under my eyes?
This unfortunate furniture choice must lead to many awkward moments at cocktail parties where the politely demure guest rises from The Urchin (awkwardly, as she is in 4" heels and her handbag gets tangled in the jelly filled bismarck-shaped armrests) catches a glimpse (horror!) of a giant red spot left behind where she had been sitting, followed by eye roll and a paranoid trip to the powder bath to regain composure and reapply lip maximizer.
Or a pinky starfish...
Or a chocolate one. Hah! Did I just type that?
Best comment thread ever.
Really? Should I continue down this path? The world's full of bad, double entendre furniture.
I mean, witness my second post from today.
Julie said what I was thinking. Must be a girl thing.If the designer had an etsy shop, it could be sent to Craftastrophes.
Sorry to say but yes, a gunshot wound in the bunghole up close and personal.
Talk to me!