Meet Donna. Until two days ago she had been pretty satisfied with her house. She has nice taste and often receives compliments when people come to visit. She’s up on the latest decor trends and she loves spending money and time on little touches for her home (within reason). Then the other day her husband told her that his best friend from college and his wife are coming to stay for a weekend next month. The one who founded and then sold a financial advisory firm. The one with 3 houses and kids in boarding school. And then it was as if the devil’s own filter of deception hath been removed from her eyes and Donna saw what her home truly was. A sh*thole. How on earth has she allowed her carpet to get so filthy?? What kind of slovenly chump would turn their head at pen marks all over the couch slipcover?? How could she possibly have thought her guest room decor was attractive?? IT DOESN’T EVEN HAVE AN EN SUITE!!!!! 😱😱😱 Donna is about to embark on an monumental fluffing of her already lovely home in an effort to impress these people that she will come to find genuinely don’t care, and love her home. Her favorite song is “Glamorous” by Fergie.
There’s a reason I love this iconic Brunschwig “Les Touches”! She plays well with both prints and solids!! TAKE HER HOME!
But tonight Harriett is going to rev Dan’s engine! She started with an immensely painful wax this morning which was also quite demoralizing, as Harriett certainly lived up to her name. Tonight she’ll corner Dan after the kids are in bed.
Meet Dottie.She’s that person you know who is obsessed with the Olympics.She hosts an opening ceremony viewing party each year and commands an intense focus normally reserved for a lottery drawing or a breaking news announcement
Of course she will have a cellophane wrapped gift for each teacher containing a candle, lotion, chocolate covered almonds and a $25 target gift card to be hand-delivered by their children on the first day.Her back windshield will be covered with bubble letters written in shoe polish exclaiming ‘Back to School for Paxton and Claxton!’
