Nobody asked. Nobody cares. But I even more happy with the progression of the dresser project! Way back in 2016 when THE GILLCREST TRAUMA was happening, I adopted one of my absolute favorite paintings from my grandma’s clown room. Sadly, it has lived in our attic closet since then because I just didn’t have a good spot for it. But when the dresser shit began, I knew that it had to go on the wall above which has always been bare because our old dressers that we had against that wall ALWAYS HAD CRAP PILED ON TOP OF THEM and it wasn’t very conducive to thoughts of, “Hey, what should I hang above these boxes of lightbulbs, wadded up t-shirts, and random tools that Henry refuses to put away?”

Yesterday, I started hounding Henry as soon as he came home from work and finally he hung it for me! As well as the neon cross that I also bought specifically as a dresser vibe-enhancer lol.

Oh imaginary friendos, I am so enchanted by this development. The best part is that our bedroom glows red now and from the street it looks like either a bordello or the scene of an exorcism.

The view from the other painting I inherited from Gillcrest <3.

Ciao for now!