I think everyone’s mom but mine had that room, that perfect living room. The room where things matched, and were coordinated, where things got dusted. We never had that room, we had chaos and messy and mismatched furniture.
When it came time to buy my own house in real life, having that room wasn’t much of a priority to me either – I coveted a proper dining room. But secretly I’d love to have a room where everything is as it should be. Where guests can drop in and you have no worries about what scary things might be hidden in the couch. Continue reading