House of fun
“Wouldn’t it be hilarious to have 70s wallpaper with faces on it in the hall?”
No doubt.
I don’t have the final say on the walls of my flat, which is why it’s done out in mint-green woodchip, but if I did I’d cover it in 70s wallpaper and be rolling around laughing.
I have attempted to copy this week’s ‘house of fun’ look as best I can.
The results are pretty much as unsuccessful as ever.
A good vintage
A fine mess
The small yellow framed postcard, barely discernable in the half-dark, was actually made for me by a friend – that’s the closest I can get. It’s also the furthest I could get with my camera, as my flat’s so narrow. It’s a bit like a boat, with none of the charm.
Skull art
Antler art
These paintings were a gift from a much-adored friend. Maybe I should ask him to spray ‘Miss’ in big letters across them for me in a declaration of independence. I could even go one further and ask him to spray ‘Ms’.
House of fun
House of one
'Hilarious' wallpaper
'Depressing' woodchip
Conclusions:
- I’ll stick with what I got. It might not be glamorous, but at least it’s not black and yellow.
I've always found it funny when people write letters to the Guardian's Weekend magazine complaining that the recipe ingredients are too middle class and the fashion only looks good on thin people. After all, it's just a magazine. Or is it? I decided to follow its recipes, fashion and lifestyle advice as closely as possible, to see if the aspirations promoted therein can really be achieved by the average reader who is not especially wealthy, not necessarily model thin and is obliged to work regular office hours. This blog has no affiliation whatsoever with the Guardian but I link to the Weekend magazine website for the purposes of illustration. 
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