This is what happens when you have a camera, a dog, and too much time on your hands. No wait - before your mind goes there, this is perfectly SFW.
I entered the foster greyhound Chief, aka Gary, into Modernica's Pets on Furniture contest. Why? I think the real question is, why not?
Whether or not Gary gets any votes, he deserves a medal for the torture he endured on that horrible (or was it hilarious?) Saturday night. He is permanently scarred and runs at the sight of Eames chairs now. Whatever, like he'll ever be adopted into a home full of mid century style. Wouldn't we all like that. Well, not Gary, but me anyway. But let's be real, Gary's going to a McMansion in McKinney or somewhere farther north with even more bedrooms and square footage.
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
Mid Century Torture
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furniture,
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I'm not nice,
modern,
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