This is Offbeat Home's archive of People posts.
"Homeowner", "renter" or "squatter" – whatever the label, these occupants take the Offbeat wherever they go.
I'd totally put a nude painting in my living room — no hesitation. When it goes beyond the nude, though, I'm not so brave. When art gets erotic, I'm a total whitebread Midwestern girl: I appreciate sex, but I keep it on the downlow.
My personal hangups aside, I totally dig explicit art at home. It can be inspiring and fun — and really good! I rounded up a few prints you can buy, if your home could be a little more overtly sexual. Oh, and before we go any further, you should know this post is NOT safe for work!
…We looked at smaller houses, all of which had something seriously wrong with them. Then, our realtor said, "Ashley, you're going to have to be the one to pick this house. You're the woman, and women are the ones that play house." Direct quote. I snapped, and we decided not only to fire our realtor, but to quit looking all together.
We believe strongly in letting our kids decide what parties they’re throwing (I mean, how else would we have ended up with Nora Lea’s last birthday theme?) Asking Dottie, “What kind of birthday party do you want to have?” returned the answer, “COOKIE PARTY!” so James and I shrugged and went to work and came up with an assemble-your-own-cookies-and-pizza party concept — which turned out pretty simple. Assembling your own food helps divert attention from food sensitivities and gives guests something to do when conversation slows.
When I was pregnant, I bought this rocking armchair I'd been lusting over for years. It had modern lines and a wide base and a friend had a similar one that I'd loved. It was going to be my special breastfeeding island, the magical place where I rocked the baby to sleep in a happy haze.
Things never quite turned out that way.
I try to do daily cleaning until I get behind and overwhelmed. Then he will take a weekend and do a massive cleaning. We both end up feeling like the other one never does any cleaning. How can we find a better compromise?
When you begin to cohabitate, it's SO HARD to combine your crap. You're getting used to living with someone else while, at the same time, wading through mountains of said crap. I recently went on a crazed mission to clear up some of the clutter in our small kitchen and found we currently own three nearly-full containers of salt. I kept the salt, but once I threw out all the expired product and organized the dishes and cooking supplies, it became apparent that — despite having had completely full cabinets and fridge — we had almost no food.
I can help you avoid the same fate.
Do any Homies have advice on finding an offbeat roommate? Or at least somebody who is offbeat-compatible. I'm starting to look for my first college apartment and most of my friends have already buddied up and signed their leases! I'm wondering what advice y'all have on the topic.