Croak couture
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When my aunt was alive and chain smoking her life away, we hesitantly visited wearing our oldest clothes that could be disposed of. There was no opening windows or anything like that, you just sat with your eyes watering and endured for an hour, during which she'd have smoked 7 cigarettes. Finally my eye started to swell from the smoke because I'm so sensitive to it, and my aunt noticed and got mad I hadn't told her.
In the meantime my ex wandered through to use the bathroom, but he touched one wall and it was dripping nicotine and tar. What an awful habit. I lived through the 70s and 80s, where everyone smoked everywhere all of the time, and there's nothing like riding with your parents in the car with the windows rolled up and them lighting a fresh one every ten minutes or so.
I'm a school bus driver now and about half of my coworkers smoke. It's just fucking revolting because they always stink of that shit.
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Its the floor. You walk on it, not eat your dinner off it.
Right, and since my feet are arguably at least as important to me as my mouth, I would prefer to contact cleaner surfaces.
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It’s more than that. Those colors were chosen to hide the ever-present, persistent glaze of nicotine stain over everything. There were no white walls back then, only shades of “cream”, “ecru”, and “off-white” because no shade of true white could exist in that persistent haze of cigarette smoke.
If you ever took over a house from the 70s you’d note the amber brown drips down the kitchen wall after making spaghetti or heating a tradition tea kettle on the stove. Or after a shower in the bathroom. Scrubbing, priming, and painting would help, and then you’d make another pot of spaghetti and see another amber sludge nicotine drip from somewhere on that wall.
To this day I cannot abide beige, any rendition of off-white, or pale yellow. They’re all shades on the nicotine glaze color palette.
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Rooms don't need to be open. My parents have an open concept modern home in Texas and it sucks. You can't hear the TV if someone is soing anything in the kitchen, but anyone upstairs hears EVERYTHING that goes on downstairs. Having dedicated spaces for different activities is nice
I like it when rooms feel open. Even without open floor plans, strategic furniture placement and wall paint can make almost any room feel a bit more spacious, even if it is just an illusion.
Rooms like the one in the picture make me feel like the walls are closing in on me, or I start to get false feelings that it is dirty or musty. The small room in the back of that space doesn't look welcoming and resembles some place were only bad things happen. I can't help but start to imagine the sound of an old grandfather clock ticking in the background as a weird sign that I will be stuck in that room for a while.
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90% of my furniture comes from them, at least it's repairable and high quality.
A million times better than what the average person buys nowadays
The furniture is great. If not wood, it’s still paint worthy. The hexagon end table is a great item in any color. If it’s paint grade, you can slap a little bondo in any dings, paint, poly, and it will likely last another 30yrs.
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I can smell this picture. Mildew, thousands of cigarettes, and whatever gas-soaked disaster grandpa has on his basement workbench around the corner. It's the same era that brought us matching ceramic ash-trays for the coffee table, and bi-centennial themed kitsch like pewter minutemen that are actually cigarette lighters in disguise.
Of note. The paneling from this era is actually wood, not Masonite. You can flip it over and use it as 1/8” smooth ply, depending, for those of you into recycling materials.
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Cozy as all hell though. Better than the drab gray cookie-cutter-prison aesthetic for sure.
Bring back carpet, earth tones, and separated rooms please
I want a good hidey hole to curl up in.wrote last edited by [email protected]It’s manufacturing shades, beige and grey. Color costs extra in the age of squeezing working class out of anything but the daily grind. You’ll have a colorless domicile you do not own and you’ll like it.
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I'm a school bus driver now and about half of my coworkers smoke. It's just fucking revolting because they always stink of that shit.
I know of someone who has seizures, and recently gave themselves a stay in the burn unit because they lit a cigarette after a seizure when they were postictal (meaning they are recovering from the seizure but still have no awareness). That was bad news bears as my friend likes to say. Just the risk of falling asleep with a lit cigarette would be enough to keep me from it, not to mention the way you stink, the cost, the way people avoid you, and the inevitable damage to your health. You can have quit cigarettes decades beforehand, and still end up with emphysema.
But just plain stinking would be enough for me! Ugh that's awful for you.
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Of note. The paneling from this era is actually wood, not Masonite. You can flip it over and use it as 1/8” smooth ply, depending, for those of you into recycling materials.
If it was used in a smokers house, it will always reek unless heavily treated. At which point you've probably spent more than just buying new wood.
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In this example image, those be some "earth" colors. Used to be a big thing. Lots of dark green, dark yellows, oranges and browns.
And they liked that.
It's a whole vibe. I don't know who vibes with that, but it definitely has a vibe.
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I remember the wood paneling from when I was a wee lad.
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use oil-based paint
Oh dear god no. I'd rather have a root canal without anesthetic.
I don't blame you. Stuff is terrible.
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My grandma had that same couch.
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"And the brown and the beige and the brown and the beige and the brown!"
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Mid-century Modern is a style that's still popular for a reason.
Amen, sibling.
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Looks cozy af
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As a guy who grew up in the 70s - this looks perfect. I'll take it
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Idk, this has more personality to it than the beige nightmare a lot of folks live in. Even if that personality smells like stale cigarettes and Cutty Sark.
The were saving all the pea soup green, salmon pink and sunflower yellow for the kitchen and bathrroms.
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In this example image, those be some "earth" colors. Used to be a big thing. Lots of dark green, dark yellows, oranges and browns.
And they liked that.
It's a whole vibe. I don't know who vibes with that, but it definitely has a vibe.
I can definitely get down with some earth tones, but not every single one next to each other
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In this example image, those be some "earth" colors. Used to be a big thing. Lots of dark green, dark yellows, oranges and browns.
And they liked that.
It's a whole vibe. I don't know who vibes with that, but it definitely has a vibe.
Covered up cigarette smoke.
