One of the most fascinating aspects of this job is that I get to go into such a wide assortment of homes. From cramped apartments with ratty old furniture to gorgeous but sterile McMansions, I’ve seen it all – and everything in between.
Last night’s party fell into the latter camp. It wasn’t so much the size of the house; it was that the whole place was immaculately staged, as if it would be imminently featuring in a photo shoot for “Country Sampler” magazine. I’m talking old-fashioned washboards leaning artistically against antique desks, tons of embroidered sayings on pictures and pillows, all the sage greens and cranberry reds and beiges on the walls. It was gorgeous and perfect and barely looked lived in. How in the world do they live like that with a 4 year old child and both parents working full time?! Where are they hiding the piles of mail, the household clutter, the discarded sneakers and the random toy pieces that litter my house?
The thing that cracked me up the most? There was no trashcan in the kitchen. It was many feet away, down the hallway, hidden in an artistically designed wooden box in order to blend in with the furniture. The hostess “has a thing about trash near food”. OK, that’s where practicality would trump aesthetics for me….
Tags: direct sales, houses
May 22, 2008 at 9:49 pm |
Greetings!
I came across your site through a Google search and was amused by your comments about the show homes. I’m the editor of Country Sampler Magazine, so of course I was intrigued by the description of the home, as well as the fact that you are familiar with Country Sampler. I also enjoyed your Worst Guest posting–hope you made some money that night!
Kind regards,
Donna Marcel
Editor
January 4, 2009 at 1:11 pm |
Once I admired my hostess’s immaculate kitchen, and she answered by showing me where she’d shoved all the clutter… in the oven!