This hung in my parents’ kitchen for as long as I can remember. For the past 4 and a half years, it has hung in my kitchen wherever I’ve lived.
We have these crazy concrete walls now, and Jason and I are too chicken to drill into them. So sadly, it can’t live in the kitchen yet. Fortunately someone left a little nail in my room, right above the light switch. Now I’m home.
Secretly Stephie 