MADAM QUEENIE!
Queenie is gettin' new digs, and as a result, the mules and I are online checkin' out what kinds of stuff we can stick in the place. We are exhausted from this exercise. Now, I'm not plannin' on gettin' a ton of new stuff, but I want good stuff to park my fat chocolate filled ass on, so the few pieces I do get, I want to last. My brother tells me that my style is Victorian Bordello. This means that I like tacky, shiny shit, that is comfortable, used, and mostly found at Garage Sales and Flea Markets. Brass, Copper, reds, Gilt and anything overstuffed or feminine, I am all for. GET OFF ME! Just think...copper pots, gilded Gold chairs, Mirrors, velvet curtains, Red and Rusted Rugs, fringe, woods that flow like mountain streams, crap covering every wall in sight, and teapots on shelves from the bedroom to the office! Potpourri scattered all over the place, Candles flickering with warm light, lucy's whiskers on fire( Damn Mule!) and the Hubby screamin' in abject