My eternal quest for the perfect dachshund, led me, indirectly, to the blog of a woman who appears to be an interior designer from the South, whose life is, as I imagine it, a real-life incarnation of the show I watched most during high school. But rather than having a pet pig, ala Suzanne Sugarbaker, she has the absolute cutest dachshund in the history of dachshunds. My escapist fantasy of the moment is that I am no longer a grad student living in a tiny Brooklyn apartment, but instead able to read and write about French Jews and whatnot from somewhere that looks exactly like this.
Sunday, May 10, 2009
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4 comments:
you can probbaly live like that in new york city.
...if you want to live in staten island. or outer queens.
also, what if that house doesn't have a dishwasher?
ahhhh - YOU are so cute and I know Maggie will be so flattered!!!
xo,
Kim
Nick,
That would make teaching in the Village more difficult.
Kim,
Thanks so much for commenting!
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