Despite its name Apartment Therapy, does not act therapeutic. It actually makes me quite depressed, frumpy to be specific. Everything is so cutesy and pretty pricey. I know I will never have home/apts/ like these people and perhaps that is for the best. But the sad thing is it is not only depressing but has induced a mild case of OCD as well: Despite the fact it makes me feel bad, I love looking at the site and like the trillion similar blogs. It is like peering into people’s apartments … everyday.
But there is only one apartment so far that left me pretty breathless. It is French, of course. Wow, what a place.
speaking of OCD and apartments, I was in ‘the container store’ today. So many boxes, so little time. Fifi loves house plants and ‘hello kitty’.
Comment by Kevin Mark — June 10, 2009 @ 11:21 pm