Every once in awhile I come across the kind of apartment 
in which I could afford to live IF I could share  the rent with a kind, sensitive, tidy boyfriend  who knows how to cook and clean and fix stuff.  This boyfriend would also not be  allowed to have an extensive collection of movie posters or sports memorabilia  that would interfere with my decor.  This is assuming that in this fantasy world  I have money for "decor", as opposed to my current decor of Ikea, stuff I found  on the curb and piles of crap.
  
 Here's the first  installment of Dream Boyfriend Apartment:

 
 
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