Do you ever settle in for an evening of Pinterest and find yourself traveling into the deepest recesses of your mind? (Cue X-Files theme song here) Places that never see the light of day. Dark places where a DIY shoe organizer made of old mailboxes and a no-sew curtain tutorial do a mystic waltz in the ballroom of your consciousness. You drift like a wayward cloud among the shipping crate shelving and slipcovers made of old t-shirts, and the world around you slowly fades to gray, a Benjamin Moore Kendall Charcoal Gray to be exact. Then you wake up 12 hours later, handcuffed in the basement meat locker of a Mandarin restaurant with a revolver pointed at your head by a guy named "Dizzy" who says you owe him $50 grand. No? Well maybe it's just me. 
Thursday, September 6, 2012
FACES OF PINTEREST
Do you ever settle in for an evening of Pinterest and find yourself traveling into the deepest recesses of your mind? (Cue X-Files theme song here) Places that never see the light of day. Dark places where a DIY shoe organizer made of old mailboxes and a no-sew curtain tutorial do a mystic waltz in the ballroom of your consciousness. You drift like a wayward cloud among the shipping crate shelving and slipcovers made of old t-shirts, and the world around you slowly fades to gray, a Benjamin Moore Kendall Charcoal Gray to be exact. Then you wake up 12 hours later, handcuffed in the basement meat locker of a Mandarin restaurant with a revolver pointed at your head by a guy named "Dizzy" who says you owe him $50 grand. No? Well maybe it's just me. 
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