I have found it. The Most Dangerous Site On The Interwebz. If you own a home, or have house lust, or know the programming schedule for HGTV, consider yourself warned. I cannot be held responsible for tears and/or drool ruining the expensive piece of equipment on which you are reading this. I cannot be held responsible for irrational behavior from the investigation of this website. And I cannot be held responsible for marital problems, sleepus interruptus, or the selling of your children after exposure to The Most Dangerous Site On The Interwebz.
If you knew of this site and did not share, I simultaneously love and hate you. If you did not previously know of this site, you will now simultaneously love and hate me. I am sorry to expose you to TMDSOTI, but I really felt that you needed to know. Share in my delicious misery. I have to ration my exposure to this site or the possibility of spontaneous combustion spikes sharply.
The perfectly designed kitchens, the shiny bathrooms, the detailed storage. Mood lighting. Yards that make me weep quietly and curse the rabbits that have killed our grass. Homes decorated not with Legos and traveling game pieces but items designed to enhance the home.
It’s p*rn for the homeowner set. How bad is it for me?
I love this site more than the IKEA catalog.
Yeah, that’s bad.
But, like any other enabler, I found I needed to share. Take this information and run with it.
Just don’t blame me for investigating The Most Dangerous Site On The Interwebz.