It doesn't come so easily to me, either - glamour. Sometimes I think that perhaps I should work on my glamour factor... you know, try being high maintenance and spend an inordinate amount of cash at a MAC counter or on a haircut. Whatever. Every time I hand over a dollar - even for the Visine Redness Relief eye drops I bought yesterday - I think, this would buy a box of screws for Freeman House. I'm hopeless. About as glamorous as I get is painting my toenails Ballet Slipper Pink and serving home-brewed espresso with my handmade cloth napkins. If you're looking for glamour, people, don't come to Freeman House.
That's one reason, I suppose, that I was surprised to read that my little blog here had been selected to be featured as one of DelightfulBlogs' Stylish Living blogs. What?! Me? STYLISH Living? The girl who can't mow in a straight line? The girl who hangs pictures (crookedly, I might add) by standing a ladder on the bed? The girl who, when her clawfoot tub curtain surround comes crashing down because she didn't install it properly, sinks to the floor and cries, "Help me, Oprah! Help me, Tom Cruise!!!" before dissolving into a fit of tears? Wow. They must be looking to scale down their stylish/glamour factor, huh?
I popped over to their website late last night - DelightfulBlogs, that is - and immediately noticed Cote De Texas. One look at her current post had me drooling. I may not be much of a glamour girl, but the pictures she found in Traditional Homes had me written all over them. The first picture, with a few modifications, of course, is my dream sitting room. And the room above is the exact look I'm going for in a girl's guest room. (Although my version will likely feature crooked pictures and different-colored homemade curtains. But you get the idea.)
Yep, it all got me thinking about glamour and my sad glamour factor since becoming a country girl. It's a good thing I'm headed off to the city this weekend. It's always good to see the bright lights and bustling freeways and pretty, pretty furniture, dishes and clothes.
Maybe I'll even go to Anthropologie and buy a new dress while I'm in the city. Of course, I don't think you can line-dry these. So we all know I'll just drool over these dresses and be on my way....
Fun times, I'm sure!
Ah, another weekend. Came quickly, didn't it? Thanks for hanging in here with me this week. From the depths of my unglamorous Freeman House, I wish you a lovely weekend. A lovely, restful, and glamorous weekend. -Brin