This is how I imagine rich aging rockers decorate their lavish retirement villas.
Oh finally, room for my house staff and servants!
Hidden door perfection, right here! This is from that amazing house I dreamed about once. Someday it shall be mine.
Ugh, now I have to find art that fits exactly into the blank spots! Home-ownership blows!
Nothing sells a house like a kid stripping in the middle of a mess.
Vacations are an exercise in cognitive behavioral therapy. Summers are really a time for growth.
Remarkably lifelike! And it does so well with the brick!