There’s just something about those bright shiny illustrations of spotless to-die-for kitchens inhabited by perfectly coiffed women in aprons and heels that I simply can’t resist.
Who knows…perhaps it’s a fascination born out of knowing that they are everything that I’m not. I mean they set the bar so very high….even if they were truly miserable while doing it….that few of us could ever hope to live up to it.
I find myself right clicking and piling up stacks of virtual images that just sit on my C drives collecting virtual dust. And, frankly, that’s a shame.
Heck it’s Friday so let’s let our hair down and have some fun with a few of those vintage finds shall we?