This is where the magic happens

Ever seen MTV cribs? The MTV program where celebrities show their homes? All those houses look the same to me: refridgerators filled with gallons of orange juice, a kitchen that looks like no one ever cooked one meal in it, home cinemas, at least a dozen too big and too shiny cars in the garage and, I’m sorry, overall most of the time very unoriginal and uninspired interiors. The only thing I find very entertaining about the whole program is the fact that a. we never seem to know the VIP that proudly shows the audience around and b. once they step into the bedroom they put on a serious face and say “this is where the magic happens”. I think it’s hysterical.

So..this picture shows you where our magic happens. Or just the place where I like to crash down after a long day…can’t wake up in the morning…

Where I hung my latest treasures: a little painting I inherited from my late grandfather and a little embroidery of a birdy on a branch. That’s what’s magic to me: a clean, serene place where I can relax and come to rest. Nothing more, nothing less.

But..you can guess what we say to friends when showing them the bedroom… :-D