By Caroline Bujold
Dear open cabinets,
As I shuffle through magazines upon magazines, I keep seeing your attractive face.
Source – Ikea
I love, love, L-O-V-E your style.
You look so modern and put together.
You make me want to cook. The very fancy and fierce kind of cooking I only attempt once in a while.
When I look at you, I want to throw a party and invite my friends over for delish foods I would have created among your pretty shelves.
I can see myself on a bright sunny day, effortlessly creating all kinds of homemade goodness, with everything at my fingertips.
Source: Style at home
But then real life dust bunnies call my name and it hits me.
How do you keep clean and so beautiful? Seriously, it must be exhausting!
I don’t know how to say this to you, beloved open shelves; it’s not you, it’s me.
I need my freedom … from cleaning. And I think that maybe seeing ALL of your content, ALL of the time, would be suffocating.
Source: House & Home
I will always admire you from afar, but I have to admit that you are out of my league.