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A Question of Artistic Taste – Or Lack of!

vomitgirl

 

I know you will be shocked to hear this, but I have a confession.

I am a bad friend – a bad, BAD friend.

You see this morning a friend called me in the hope of some words of wisdom or consolation to help her through a minor hurdle her marriage has hit.

Did I lend her a shoulder to cry on?  Did I give her some well-meaning advice?

No.  I didn’t.  In fact I laughed.

It wasn’t just a giggle, or a chuckle or a lol.  This was an ‘I-almost-peed-my-pants’ laugh bordering on hysteria, of the ‘I’m so-glad-I’m-not-you-right-now’ variety.

You see, a few weeks ago, whilst at a charity event, her husband had made a very generous purchase at the auction.  Seeing that no one else was going to bid on a particular piece of art work her husband made a very charitable gesture and purchased it for the princely sum of $400.

I know, I know.  What a sweet adorable man.

What on earth would she have to complain about?

Well, this morning, she has discovered that uber-generous hubby with his big charitable heart, has hung said masterpiece on the wall in their home.

Let me enlighten you….or frighten you as the case may be.

vomitgirl

Whilst some pictures may speak a thousand words, this one just seems to say “Whoops!  I just vomited all over my own bosoms.”

It kind of put me in mind of the picture of the tiger that Hubby insisted on hanging on the wall of the first rental home we ever had together.  I love Tigers but I loathed that picture on the living room wall…and was very relieved when the glass on the frame was tragically hammered, smashed when I beat it accidentally hit it with the vacuum hose.

tiger1

Seriously, it could only have been worse if he had hung up the red lamborgini picture (you know the kind that ALL teenage boys had hanging on their walls in the 80’s/90’s.)…which of course he tried to.

So, tell me, what is the ugliest thing your partner has ever brought into the house as a ‘decoration?’  And more importantly, how did you deal with the situation…I mean besides beating the crap out of it with the vacuum hose when nobody is looking.

 

Jolene

Jolene

Jolene enjoys writing, sharing and connecting with other like-minded women online – it also gives her the perfect excuse to ignore Mount-Washmore until it threatens to bury her family in an avalanche of Skylander T-shirts and Frozen Pyjama pants. (No one ever knows where the matching top is!) Likes: Reading, cooking, sketching, dancing (preferably with a Sav Blanc in one hand), social media, and sitting down on a toilet seat that one of her children hasn’t dripped, splashed or sprayed on. Dislikes: Writing pretentious crap about herself in online bio’s and refereeing arguments amongst her offspring.

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