In this week's Clicky Links, you'll learn about amphibian cafes and a teeny tiny slick little dishwasher. We've also got knowledge on a homemade wax treatment to keep your body hair in check.
This is Offbeat Home's archive of Spaces posts.
Our homes are made up of lots of spaces — yards, gardens, pastures, bedrooms, redecorated kitchens, upgraded baths, ogle-worthy renos and real home tours all live here to represent the spaces of Offbeat Home.
We've had our eye on offbeat real estate porn for a couple months now, but this is the first instance I've seen of an entire town getting a listing.
Scenic, South Dakota is on the map west of the Badlands and in a very isolated part of the US. It's hot in the summers there, cold in the winters, and you're a long way from anything. But you'd be the proud owner of a very wild-west saloon.
Our cities are home to endless activity, people of all stripes, and our friendly (or creepoid) neighborhood weirdos.
Let us city dwellers sing a paean — a song of praise or triumph — for our cities. Let us stand together and celebrate our homes.
As I mentioned last week, I'm spending much of this month in the rustic log cabin that my parents built in the mid-'70s. I lived in this house from ages 2-18, moving out 18 years ago — which means I spent roughly half my life living in this rustic log cabin my parents built on Bainbridge Island.
Needless to say, it's really weird being back.
We chose one of the hottest days of the year to paint our garage. And not just to paint our garage, but to paint it with four different colors of stripes.
Lemme tell you, I've got stripe-painting skillz.
And MOAR! Blythe doll throw pillows, a wiggly little earthworm, and a chandelier made of map pages.
A Jules Verne-meets-Tim Burton apartment in NYC just went on the market. Ogle it and you'll find a new use for submarines in decor.
It was 1975 and my parents' "back to the land" impulses were in full swing. Although they had an infant (me) and were a geography professor and a nursing student (him, her) with no experience in construction or building (any of us), they decided to build a log cabin on Bainbridge Island, WA. My father, ever the researcher, read a bunch of books about the subject, and March of 1976 they broke ground on the 1000 square foot cabin I grew up in.
In 2011, I temporarily moved back in.