All that pretty string is just asking for my cats to climb it and get stranded ten feet off the floor.
You can get a portrait made of your house! I wonder if she will paint cats in the windows of my place?
It's a commentary on society's reliance on material goods and suburban sprawl.
That's what you get for trying to cool down on a hot day.
Living in a house carved of chocolate sounds like a melty, slippery, sticky, queasy-making dream. I'm willing to take one for the team and give it the old college try.
The maintenance on these st(h)airs is just a beast! Next time we go with a shag runner.