My house is for sale. I put it on the market on Saturday and a sign went in on Sunday.
Today, the photographer/'visual tour' maker came at 11 a.m. I had the most exhausting Sunday you can imagine. And the second most exhausting Saturday. Thankfully, Carl took the children last night. And even better, yesterday my son had a play date from 4 to 7 and my daughter cleaned up her room!! And I went to Tuesday Morning and purchased bedding because my realtor told me that my dorm room approach to my bed needed a little updating, i.e., graduation.
Voila!
Isn't that insane? I lit a fragrant candle in the master bathroom so the visual tour could capture the flickering elegance and prompt all viewers to imagine bathing in such a radiant cocoon of pleasure.
It's like I live at Bed Bath and Beyond.
Notice the powerful impact of the candle:
It's there. Fool around with the resolution of your screen.
No matter what the faux mise en place of ma maison, I have always had a canard in my room de powder:
I do anticipate some of my unctuous neighbors to do the house tour equivalent of rubber necking. But that is another post.
Cheers, and when I have a done deal, I am inviting all (2) of my followers to a very racuous blow out that will confirm for my neighbors once and for all how they feel about me. Cheers!
