Jessica W.,

As you know, I've been stressing to the max times ten plus twenty-eight about finding a new place. Ugg. Blech. I don't know if I can do it anymore. I've seen some pretty comfy looking park benches in Chinatown... maybe I'll join a collective of old Asian women who strap a 15 pound bag of cans on a broom stick and dig through the LES trash. At least it would give me purpose in life. And they look pretty buff. Done.

Until then, the only thing that is getting me through my search is my mastermind vision of the apartment I will one day live in.

Starting with this $18,900 rug. Because Schlitz cans are worth pure gold now a days:

(Alexander McQueen Rug)


Gender neutral:

(Von Wilmowsky)


Liquor cabinet?

(WheelersStudio)

(Wisteria)


Where we will have our family meals:

(artavironi on etsy)


I'd puff on a candy cigarette instead of smoking a pipe full of cherry tobacco on this. Urban Outfitters, who'da thunk?

(urban outfitters)


To eat my TV dinners on:

(Factory 20)


I could keep going on and on and on. But will stop here... for now. See you in my imaginary new home, friend.

<3,
Yas