My brother Bo recently got out of art school, plus he fancies herself to be a bit of an interior designer.
Bo told me that 1 of his classes was about interior decorating plus design. It taught him how to match colors schemes to bring together a room and make it pleasing to the eye. I wasn’t nervous with pleasing to the eye, however I was nervous with it being pleasing to lounge on, plus use. Bo asked me if I would give his a opportunity at being an interior decorator for my home. I tried to tell Bo that all I wanted to do was purchase a modern sofa for the residing room, plus he said it was fine. Bo would enjoy going out plus finding the perfect sofa for my residing room, if I would let her. Against my better judgment, I agreed to let Bo find the sofa. Bo took pictures of my residing room plus headed out to the shopping centers. A week later, Bo told me he had found the perfect sofa for my residing room. Bo wanted me to leave the apartment for a couple of hours until the sofa was delivered plus put in location. Bo wanted this to be a big surprise for me. When I got home, I found the most hideous sofa I would ever seen. The colors didn’t match my residing room, plus I knew my hubby would not like it. I wasn’t sure how to chop it to Bo, however I knew I had to have that sofa out of my apartment before my hubby got to the apartment from work.