I have several pieces of my father’s 1950s pieces including Eames and Dux. Plus my grandmother’s 1953 Drexel dining suite, a 1956 Beautility credenza, Turnbridge display case, Milo Baumann lounge chair, and multiple Lane pieces. For anyone to suggest teak, maple, and oak are deteriorating just shows what they know.…

I prefer the term “curated.”

My favorite piece is a room divider with 2 pendant lamps (original shades). Exactly like this (but the screen on mine is a neutral).

If you love it, screw everyone you do you. I love mid-mod, I always have and I always will. Anyone that says differently can suck it. 

What if the mid-century stuff you have aren't knock-offs but originals from the 50ies carefully collected over years?

I was out last night at dinner with some gurlfriends when one of them said, “Do you guys wanna see something gross?”, before I could say no, she showed me the pics and my stomach lurched. I told her what she did was the equivalent of someone saying, “Ewww this smells gross...here smell it!”. She then suggested we…

There was a whole beach full of dicks not but 60 miles away from me two days ago and this is the first I’m hearing about it??!! Goddammit internet!

I say hi to my flowers when I get home from work. “Hi, how was everyone’s day? Growing well?” That kind of thing.

Thanks for the solidarity! She's a beast.

God, I hate your mom.

I do this too, except I do it in French, because I don’t have any one to practice my French with. So if you ever come across me alone, you’ll probably hear me saying Mais non connard!

I say hi and bye to my car - especially if I’m just walking by it. “Hi car, bye car”

I talk to myself and sometimes re-argue past arguments with people who a) are not there to defend themselves and b) I haven’t spoken to in years. Pantsless of course, because fuck pants.

I remember this post. It is perhaps the greatest content ever generated in the history of Gawker, GMG, Gizmodo Media, or whatever-the-hell this place calls itself now. It should be optioned for a film, possibly directed by Adam McKay and starring Christian Bale, with Al Pacino as the Old World carpenter, and Danny…

I am an aerial surveyor. I do civil aviation for a living, although I do not personally fly the plane. I have many stories. “We waited on the runway for people to sit down” doesn’t even come close to the worst.

I’ve left or lost men because I literally cannot sleep with someone else in the bed unless I’m under the influence of something powerful. Or rather, maybe I should say that since my brain won’t let me sleep alone, having a third person in the bed makes it even more impossible to easily fall and stay asleep. I’ve…

I met my forever man at 42. It definitely does happen. 

Very nice Rebecca. Don’t despair on the finding someone after thirty is nigh impossible. When I was 44, I met my forever man and happily married for 21 years.

she’s inconvenienced by the realities that made america the land of dreams her poor immigrant ancestors sought out. bitches like this are the ones who deserve a “send her back” chant

A few years ago after a relative of mine bought and restored to its former glory a dilapidated plantation house in the Carribean, we (three black women) sat on one of the veranda’s and as we sipped coconut water from a coconut we remarked how the original owner was probably spinning in his grave through the earths core…