so as i squat in my tiny little lower east side apartment, desperately trying to maximize as much of its miniscule square footage, i'm dreaming of what those "adult" apartments must be like to live in. you know, the ones inhabited by those with some sense of security and self awareness and decorated with a calming polish and grandeur. well, to me, Bill Blass had that ultimate definition in living. his pied a terre on Sutton Place is what living like an adult looks like to me. well, then that stylish fantasy of being an adult. so maybe one day (i hope) ......
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Wow! Your tastes have morphed. Bedermeir/Classical.
Your mother would be so proud.
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