I can’t even begin to match the mastery of McMansionHell, but I can definitely see some Escher painting vibes except boring while obstructing “an windows.”
There’s always serious bangers on that site. I don’t go there often, but I can relate after my first summer out of high school working construction. Do you know what kind of house you get when a 22 year old trophy wife on her third pregnancy has access to her husband’s banking account? Have you seen such horrors as “”““Greek””“” pillars displayed in front of red brick siding? Or a dining room on the opposite side of the house as the kitchen, which is next to the master bathroom?
I have. I have witnessed these things. And I an glad I am in the working class and will never, ever inflict such crimes upon the ground as what I saw. The worst part is the “L” shape the house was in. Half the house blocked the hilltop view for the other half. Thank fuck I didn’t have to see it furnished.
Looking at the blog, these two from the front page got me:
After looking at April’s entry, I’m convinced we need mandatory architecture and design courses as part of the American Cultural Revolution re-education camp curriculum:
I do kind of like big window room. Chairs and sofa look comfy. Colors are pretty chill. Only real problem is that table, should be replaced with a big rug so the pet ocelot can bask in the sun.
I can’t even begin to match the mastery of McMansionHell, but I can definitely see some Escher painting vibes except boring while obstructing “an windows.”
There’s always serious bangers on that site. I don’t go there often, but I can relate after my first summer out of high school working construction. Do you know what kind of house you get when a 22 year old trophy wife on her third pregnancy has access to her husband’s banking account? Have you seen such horrors as “”““Greek””“” pillars displayed in front of red brick siding? Or a dining room on the opposite side of the house as the kitchen, which is next to the master bathroom?
I have. I have witnessed these things. And I an glad I am in the working class and will never, ever inflict such crimes upon the ground as what I saw. The worst part is the “L” shape the house was in. Half the house blocked the hilltop view for the other half. Thank fuck I didn’t have to see it furnished.
Looking at the blog, these two from the front page got me:
House 1:
House 2:
After looking at April’s entry, I’m convinced we need mandatory architecture and design courses as part of the American Cultural Revolution re-education camp curriculum:
Rich people having all this money and still don’t have cool shit.
If I lived in one of these monstrosities, every common space room would have:
At least the bougie fucks aren’t living well.
Damn removed, you live like this.jpg
I would live in perpetual and eternal fear and tension of that vase falling.
I think I have some legit phobia of things too close to edges.
That’s good though. It is important to have parts of the house that you are afraid of.
That’s why you can’t touch it.
I do kind of like big window room. Chairs and sofa look comfy. Colors are pretty chill. Only real problem is that table, should be replaced with a big rug so the pet ocelot can bask in the sun.