pink house: its really pink i promise

there has been some debate about whether my pink house is really pink. its pink, seriously, my last picture of it just sucked.... so i'd like to redeem myself and prove to you that i do, indeed, live in a pink oasis. decorating projects are my new favorite pastime, and i'd like to show you the most recent one: THE STAIRWAY.
lots of people just walk right in, thinking that there will be multiple apartments up there. nope! just us. luckily the loud wooden stairs act as our doorbell. we thought maybe some artwork would help the ups guy, the electrician, the gas guy.... all the guys... know that the glass door is our personal front door. it hasn't really worked yet, but whatever. we now have the raddest entryway. i find myself choosing to walk around to the front door instead of the back door (which is closer to the car) just so i can soak it in.

these are the sections, starting with the top.
l-r: rosanna's mom's self portrait from childhood, my showcard, a painting from lindsey besthorn
a fantastic piece of art by debbie lin, a thrift store find & a photo from a disposable camera
a self portrait from my mom!, and a painting by debbie,

and you probably know what these are.
dont worry brady, those aren't dust spots,
those are are permanently dirty walls.

so upon going out the front door, turn left and see our neighbor's secret garden,

val and carl, we love you.

pink, house

shooters, maybe its salmon.
shannon