Sometimes in life you just have to feel complete envy and rage over the beauty of a space that someone else gets to fully enjoy over you. So is the case with this space. The Line popup shop in LA is a real stunner.
I secretly dream of turning on some Frank Sinatra while I bubble my way into a bath under that chandelier whilst my neighbors spy in to see what a true baller I am.
Feel free to kick off your shoes and enjoy my formal sitting area. The lighting will definitely make you look younger and any nasty ass stench you brought in with you will for sure be masked by my gallon size diffuser I keep stocked with the tears of unicorns.
Pardon me while I set the table for my fancy guests during golden hour. You can take a seat on my built in window seat and play with my cutting board I have styled over there as I am just that cool and it is normal to leave a cutting board on your window seat when you live like this.
In case you were wondering why I am always late in the morning it is because my closet is in such shambles that I can hardly ever find something proper to wear for the occasion. I should really do something about it.
Sometimes I leave a half full glass on my dining room table just in case I have that sudden urge for a quick little swig in between all my comings and goings.
Oh and in case you were wondering why I decided to mess up the bed making system and flip that far left one upside down, it’s because I can and I will.
Well done The Line, well done. I am coveting every inch of this space and definitely wishing it was mine.