Monday, 15 September 2008

Tasteful

I am enjoying investigating the Melbourne property market.

22 comments:

ThirdCat said...

ah ha! That's where my bedroom escaped from.

Liam said...

Wow.
The only thing missing from this picture is the squad of US Marines with captured Iraqi flags.
Or maybe David Lee Roth.

TimT said...

I wonder what that rectangular grey thing is sitting on the table by the hallway? It has no back, so it's not a chair. It's not a table either. It's not really ... anything!

Bet it cost thousands, too. Useless and expensive!

Pavlov's Cat said...

I've taken to noting similar things from the Adelaide Advertiser's pages. It's never occurred to me quite so forcefully before that the more money you have, the more potential there is for living in a truly hideous house. One yearns for the sight of a wattle-and-daub one-roomer with a rag rug and a wooden cradle.

TimT said...

Hmmm. A 'pull yourself together man!' moment for myself:

sitting on the table by the hallway...

This should be...

sitting between the table and the hallway...

I'm going to give myself a good talking to.

Pavlov's Cat said...

I'd keep the parquet and the white sofas. And think how quickly the cats would make those particular things look all homey-like.

The worst thing is the completely superfluous pillar, which is just wrong in so very many ways.

librarygirl said...

No books to be seen. Not even the usual set of seven Harry Potters, which I notice are in nearly all houses, even otherwise bookless ones. They are usually lined up next to the 500 DVDs shelved to imitate books. Miaow.

TimT said...

No well-to-do house is complete without a superfluous pillar or a headless imitation-Greek-style sculptured torso.

lucy tartan said...

The torso is really something. I'm imagining the teddie person moving in here and having a ceremony to introduce the teddies to the torso.

Mel said...

I quite like the sofas and the shape of the chairs (but not the brown colour). I'm also curious about the gilt cabinet things.

The real estate ads with the owner's own tastes on show are far more interesting than the ones where the agent has got some dismal cheap modern hired furniture with a vase full of pebbles.

lucy tartan said...

Oh, I agree - those are the worst.

Elsewhere007 said...

Think of the dusting!


Have you seen this?

http://www.eurekastreet.com.au/article.aspx?aeid=9019

genevieve said...

It makes that Dirty whatever it was Money show look a little less tacky, doesn't it.
So...shiny.

Zoe said...

If you think that torso is something, you'll just love one of the few existent relics from my first marriage. See here for the top and here for proof that it really is mine.

Kate H said...

I like to call this the Versace school of decor, and yes, it is proof that money can't buy you taste.

I'm off to Design*Sponge now to cleanse by eyeballs.

lucy tartan said...

Yes it's like that Versace hotel. Didn't Kath & Kim go there?

I think it's cats & gardens that make for a lot of dusting, not necessarily onyx pillars and headless dudes.

Zoe, that's really kind of sick! Glad you kept it for the nation.

Zoe said...

Just think about what you have to do to your face when somebody gives you that. I could never part with it.

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Helen said...

Laura, you're just the kind of aragula Latte-drinking elitist pomo inner-city type who likes to sneer™ at the simple dreams of the honest suburban home decorator.

And I want that torso.

Word verification = thwost

Bernice said...

All it really needs is Warwick Capper reclining on the chaise...

lucy tartan said...

It takes a special kind of illness to think of that image Bernice.

Ampersand Duck said...

An illness called AGE. No-one under 40 remembers WC or the lovely Joanne, do they? They were special -- and clarsy -- individuals.