Pee Wee’s Playhouse School of Design
So, I’m still working on getting settled into my apartment. It’s a slow process (I moved in at the end of October last year). I didn’t even have a sofa-type thing until a couple weeks ago and I only got it because I have guests this weekend and they need somewhere to sleep. So, I got a futon. When I was in the futon shop, a certain cover caught my eye. This cover matches pretty much nothing and I realize, nothing in my apartment matches anyway. I’m not really one of those matchy-matchy kind of people so I’m treating my apartment like Pee Wee’s Playhouse and just filling it with things that I like and fuck it if they don’t match. So, without further ado, here is a picture of my classy-ass futon:
Oh yes, that is a slighty-fuzzy tiger print futon cover. My futon is so fucking classy that you’ll be thrust into a new tax bracket by merely sitting on it. AND the mattress has springs in it! Who knew? I didn’t know they made futon mattresses that fancy.