I have a rather interesting turn-of-the-century Portland palace for your perusal, but first I must ask you cunts to settle a debate between me and my partner.
As you can see in the listing below, the home is described as a "Craftsman." WHICH IT IS NOT. A Craftsman is, quite literally, a paint-by-numbers version of a house sold by Sears Roebuck in the early 20th century. While clearly an improvement over its predecessors, THIS house is a stunning mansion with a mix of architectural influences – even some Palladian-style symmetry! – but the one thing it is NOT is a "Craftsman."
Arts-and-Crafts Era? Great. Something something Revival? Fine? Sears Fucking Roebuck? Absolutely NOT.
My partner INSISTS, however, that "Craftsman" has "overtaken" arts-and-crafts, "much like millennial subsumed Generation Y," which makes me want to SLAP HER! Please settle this for us, DL. I will get to do some terrible, terrible things to my partner which he does not like in the bedroom if I am correct. (And I usually am.)
That said, I can at least point out some features on the house. If anything, this is the opposite of a typical Tasteful Friends home. While 5,000 sq ft is fucking ridiculous – it's Portland, not Salt Lake City, and they don't have Romney-sized broods, let alone Mormon Wives ones – the interiors are simply stunning. I *love* that kitchen. Even the whimsical tile in the powder room is adorable
Oh, wait: my partner wants to point out some "distasteful" rooms, in his cunty view. He thinks the bed in pic #24 is "basic-bitch-tacky-AF," and is feigning shock that the bed in pic #29 has no headboard. May I slap him? PLEASE?
We do, however, concur that the black sofa thing in pic #32 is fucking HIDEOUS.