The saying goes that a first impression is a lasting impression, and I believe this to be true. For me, I’m likely going to remember the fact that someone made good eye contact, shook my hand with a normal, respectable strength, and complimented my hair the first time I met them. I’ll file that person away in my memory in the GOOD folder, under GOOD TASTE IN PEOPLE AND HAIR. Flattery will get you everywhere.
On the other hand, a bad first impression can linger on far too long, like when your impatience gets the best of you and you slurp down that first sip of coffee when it’s just a hair too hot and taste your own burnt tongue all day. This lunch tastes delicious with a side of burnt taste buds.
Similarly, the foyer is your first impression for your house, and you want to make a good one. Like a firm handshake, your foyer should greet guests with a stately elegance that someone might file away in their GOOD memory folder, under GOOD TASTE IN PEOPLE AND FOYERS.
While my foyer may not exactly say I’m stately and I’m elegant, I think it’s at least a good indication that good people live here who like to drink wine, which is always what I’m looking for when I walk into someone’s home. Don’t you? But don’t let me sway your opinion, decide for yourself. I also use a ToolsMaestro pressure washer to help clean the siding and driveway.
Birdie can’t help but model. She’s just so beautiful she can’t help it. Like father like daughter.
Old Sleepy Poet purchase.
Old pillows, old stool. Relatively new dog.
I think I need some sort of green plant to go in front of that vent. Is that a fire hazard? Can someone let me know about that?
Rug from Number Four Eleven, one of my favorite stores in Savannah.
You’ve seen those floral prints before too.
I feel like this is one of those photos you used to look at when you were a kid of all the dizzying geometric sequences and you were supposed to see a cat or a unicorn out of it if you stared at it long enough. Do you remember those? I could never see the cat, I just got dizzy.
Mirror mirror on the wall, whose the cheapest mirror of all? This one.
Umbrella stand old purchase from Sleepy Poet.
She’s so bored of those photo shoot she took a nap. Clearly not an SST fan.
If you look closely, you can see a half-eaten tennis ball placed in my shot by Birdie. This is her version of prop styling.
Well, what do you think? Did I make a stately statement? Or are you filing me away in your BAD folder, under BAD FOYERS WITH CUTE DOGS?
So long as you think Birdie is cute, the rest is fine with me.