Toile has the same effect on me that chocolate does; when I see a pretty pattern – my heart races and all I want is more. Ever since I eyed a toile tablecloth at Sista’s house years ago, I fell in love and have been loyal to the gorgeous creations of color and designs.
In my fantasy life, I would dress like this every day. Even though I would be ecstatically happy, I would still put that bored “Victoria Beckham” look on my face.
And if the whim came over me to do a household chore –
it would be on this little beauty…
Then I would take a break from all that hard work and read this:
in this gorgeous room
And maybe even take another few minutes off with the Mister… he has to do all the work though…
And of course, I would always have these gorgeous galoshes handy just in case a storm cloud arises…
And then I would freshen up in this ravishing room that is well equipped with lots of dimmers…
And enjoy an exquisite dinner prepared by the Mister in this romantic room, that is also with dressed with dimmers galore. (Can you tell… I’m a little hung up on dimmers?)
Then I would retire after a long day of “just being me” in this cozy bedroom. Sorry Mister, you don’t get a side table. Only me – so I can be in control of the remote.
and dream of toile all night long….
And yes, these ARE my legs.
I told you this is MY fantasy!
Sweet dreams … dear friends!
Have a wonderful Thursday!
And for all my family and friends back East, I hope you are OK and get power back soon.