Yeah, now that I see the doors I totally see why you are saying they are buttfugly. Or futtbucking ugly. The Linden ones look like the cheap build-grade crap they put in new houses.
In the eighties, I was a little kid who put together model buildings out of notebook paper and Scotch tape and spent days on end playing Monopoly with my best friend. What I've done over the last decade is pretty much the same thing. I began buying, renovating, and renting dozens of properties during Architecture school, where I mostly learned how to stay awake for six days straight.
Today I'm a new mother married with four dogs and way too many houses along the coasts of Florida. We recently moved into and began working on a three story lake house built in 1928.
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I hate when that happens...but look at that face...so cute;)
Yeah, now that I see the doors I totally see why you are saying they are buttfugly. Or futtbucking ugly. The Linden ones look like the cheap build-grade crap they put in new houses.
It's my fault. I paid them off so I could get a Manny fix.
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