House Porn

Linking up with the lovely Glowless today for Flog Yo Blog Friday

So It appears that I have become somewhat addicted to House porn over the last few years, no I don’t mean naked pictures of Hugh Laurie (although...) but Real-E-Stalker style, hardcore, house porn. I get behind my computer screen late at night when the children are asleep and I fantasize over the curvaceous staircases and hot little saunas of the prefect properties I will never be able to afford. My searches begin at 6 zeros and move up from there, a patron of high class houses of the night, dreaming and dribbling at the mansions far beyond my means.

Image from here (this one's for sale!)

Barely legal giant townhouses on tiny blocks will try to tantalize you with their clean lines and provocative architecture. But I must confess, I am more of a country gal myself and I have a bit of a thing going for the sweet innocence of shabby chic and French provincial style. This below is my all time favourite and was designed to perfection by the talanted A-M, fellow blogger from The House That A-M Built.

Click this to see the rest of this magnificent house *swoon*

I know I’m not the only one with this addiction – there are blogs full of us. We masochistic types drool day after day over the stylised images on our computer screens and in our magazine racks, despite knowing they are all photo-shopped to the hilt. I also know deep down that even if I did achieve this magazine perfection our children would come home from school and spill creaming soda on our brand new $30,000 rug, draw on the Monet’s and generally sticky up the place before The Husband even got home from work.



image from here



I entered a shop in the big smoke recently and was shocked at how utterly consumed I became with this provincial paradise. I imagine it was somewhat akin to a red blooded male walking through the playboy mansion. I got all hot, flustered and giggly – It was like walking around inside one of my internet dream homes. Thankfully the children were around to ground me or there is a good chance I would have blown our life savings on French scripted cushion covers, chandeliers and the like.



image from here

At this point I am undecided if this house porn is a good or bad addiction, on one hand it encourages you to want to improve your current abode and gives you ideas on how to do so, but on the other hand it tempts you to pull out the old credit card and hide the bank statements until you and your high class furniture will have to move in under a ¼ strength ‘Hogs Bristle’ painted under pass.



For now I will continue to fantasize, setting up little vignettes around my renovators delight and imagining where my white dream kitchen will one day stand.



Do you Real-E-Stalk or partake in the secret viewing of house porn? What is your style?  Are you even lucky enough to own one of these amazing properties that people like me love to drool over?