I think I have told you, I live in a vintage 1926 english tudor home..
..with an 18-12 pitch..for those of you who do not live with a "roofer" or..FORMER roofer..
that is for every 12 inches it goes up 18 inches..steeeeeep!
I also grew up in an english tudor home..(thanks mom and dad)
I shared a room with slanted walls and built ins with this little toe headed sister..
we had matching beautiful antique twin sleigh beds my mom got while...junking..can you believe it? Iwill have to say, I learned from the best..the BEST.. I remember them coming out of the Emerson Hotel in beautiful downtown Hoquiam..for lack of a better word, they were covered with what I would now call that fleck paint..comes in a can. It must have been the rage back then to hop up your old furniture with a new cote, you know...make it look "modern"
Needless to say, they were stripped and stained back to the beauty they were meant to be..for her little girls..
The beds are still in that room, I should go and photo my parents house..so awesome..
Im not really sure what is going on in this bedroom, but it fit the title..
hello dreamy scritchy& scratchy old siding...I adore you..
this is not a photo of our room, but it could almost be..
Im so lucky to sleep in my own slanty walled bedroom..cozy...
and here is another sweet place, if you have to be somewhere, why not in the eaves?