It is all a matter of taste

I am quite sure that anyone of you who entered my home would severely question my taste. I have a bathroom painted nearly fluorescent orange with a cat and dog theme. I collect plastic animals from places that Mr. P and I have visited, and I display them proudly. I let Mr. P choose the furniture for our living room, and let's just say that a maroon sectional is not getting us into Architectural Digest.


While I am quirky, my Mom is downright, my sister likes to say tacky, and well, I just go with a plain old hideous, but I will let you choose your own adjective. This is a recent picture of her living room of her APARTMENT. Now me? I especially love the pine straw woven around the curtain rod AND the bathroom shelving unit blocking the door:



Now, here we have the dining room, and the hallway to the bedroom and bathroom. I super love the curtains with the fake butterfly leading into the little hallway AND the very flowery wallpaper. My aunt thinks it is just.like. a Provencal cottage. I completely see that.

So, now do you get a little more why her moving into my house might not be my favorite idea?!?

It is official she is NOT moving into my house, she is moving into a college apartment complex....because they have a pool and workout area. I am sure those college kids will dig her bikini top and cut off sweat pants as much as I do!