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A wonderful cacophany of industrial meets heady masculine overtones. Maybe it’s the unmade bed?
Maybe it’s the blue that once upon a time was allowed to be associated with male-dom.
It reminds me of the potential new boyfriend’s apartment, where post first date one enters with wide eyes checking out the purposeful choices
like the caged lighting, the slightly eiffel-esque bar stools and the mesh staircase.
You peek the exposed brick work and nod in silent approval, the tile wall behind the bed…okaaayy…different….kinda cool though?
Then you see the 2 dogeths…perched upon the teardrop stool…SOLD!
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