Guys, me and this man I know (love/live with) and our LABOR OF LOVE, aka our rental, are featured on Apartment Therapy today!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I am FREAKING out with happiness and excitement.
This is the single greatest joy of my life.
As I wrote on Facebook, this is all I have ever wanted. Lock it up, seal the wax, pour the dirt on the coffin, CAUSE I’M DONE.
I aspire towards no other goals in life. My ambition has ended. It was all for this. I care more about the iconic Apartment Therapy tour than any print magazine or professional accomplishment.
I was in Marie Claire last month talking about my hair and my heritage, and care approximately 02389403284048105801483248231048310428 times more about Apartment Therapy. I could end up in a movie, making out with Ben Affleck, and I wouldn’t care as much as I do about this Apartment Therapy tour.
This is the summation of my entire life’s work and wishes and dreams and priorities.
HOME TOURS ARE THE SINGLE THING I CARE ABOUT IN LIFE. HEALTH, HAPPINESS, FRIENDSHIP, FUCK IT.
jk jk jk. If you’re new to my site via the Apartment Therapy tour, welcome. I hyperbolize a lot hence my blog name The Hyperbalist. I like to consider it passion/enthusiasm/zest/zeal.
But the successful rearing of a human child will not matter more to me than this house tour.
HOPE YOU ENJOY IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
CAUSE I’M FREAKING THE F*CK OUT!!!!
POST SCRIPT: I’ve been getting emails in response to the post, and my favorites by far have come from Alex’s guy friends. Winner:
“Kick-ass, Alina. A job well done. Taxidermy. Southwestern patterns. DIY motherfucker. HORSES. LET’S GO.”
hahahaha that’s about how you could compartmentalize the feature into succinct guy-brain bullet points.