I am the way a life unfolds and bloom and seasons come and go and I am the way the spring always finds a way to turn even the coldest winter into a field of green and flowers and new life. I am not your fault.
Cement floors, white brick, old windows, Clumsy mirrors behind lounge. I kind of like the idea of putting throws into a basket beside the lounge like that! Your house would have to be pretty neat so to avoid it looking like a laundry basket.