My Apartment Smells of Rich Mahogany
That’s not true. And I don’t have many leatherbound books, either. But I did inherit a set of living room furniture today that aged our apartment at least 20 years. My parents are getting new furniture, so we swapped the hand-me-down set of plaid couches I had been borrowing from them since junior year of college with their old leather living room set.
Prince is happy now that he has furniture that matches his level of sophistication.
Lily has just been wandering around trying to figure out how to get under the couches which are much lower to the ground than the last ones. So far she’s gotten a paw under one and I wonder when she’ll give in to the fact that her whole body will never fit. It will take us all some time to get used to the change.
Maybe the leather couches are the first step to being kind of a big deal, like Ron Burgundy.