it's always sunny in our living room

there were tears upon my first viewing of our new rental house in alabama. it's a fine house, our house, a very, very, very, fine house. but very oddly decorated. since our move was planned and executed in a month's time, we didn't have the chance to venture to alabama to check out properties. we basically winged it through the powers of the internet. this is the result. thomas likes to refer to it as, "the olive garden without the breadsticks." i refer to it as the temple of doom.
at last, the long-awaited highlights of our new abode in alabama:

at first glance, a mild-mannered living room

but upon closer appraisal, you've entered another world.
it's always sunny in our living room. the faux sky and vine ceiling:

the bird corner, or a paint job that would even make doves cry:

our own graffiti bridge. where we can party like thieves in the temple.(3 prince references in one post! this blog has everything!)

the "marble-ized" columns and the faux brick wallpaper.

and the tin foil bathroom. a veritable faux finish faux pas.

silver leaf on the walls and broken mirror mosaics.

thanks to all the mirrors, the hall of horrors goes on forever.

the hand painted splatter paint jackson pollack phone jack in the bathroom. in case you have to take care of business while you are taking care of business.

there are about 100 of these little maryjane-style flowers hand pieced together and glued to the wall in the silver bathroom. it's like trading spaces with a budget of $13 and a hot glue gun.

it's like a dream come true. if i dreamt of living in a roller rink slash cheesy photo studio. on the vegas strip. but without all the cheap buffets and blush inducing billboards.