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I have pictures of myself as a baby, surrounded by stuff just like that :P
When my parents bought their first house in 1977 (a few months before I was born), the place was painted white with shiny black trim around the doorways, bright orange shag carpet, fake brick surrounding the living room, a fully-mirrored wall in the living room...just the epitome of a 70s house.
The grandaddy of them all, though, was one we uncovered just before my parents sold the house a coupla years ago and were refinishing the kitchen. They tore off three layers of wallpaper to strip down the walls and paint them, and found a Circa-1975 mural of a sunset in the kitchen....in bright, eye-popping, mind-numbing, soul-destroying orange, yellow, black, and red. My mom screamed to bring the whole house down, and we all spent hours that afternoon smearing coat after coat of paint over it to cover up the ghastly horror.
...We're still in therapy :-D
~*~ Violet ~*~
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