Unaware of the title, for the longest time I thought the Commodores song Brick House said, She’s a Freak, Oww.
Take a look at these pictures of exposed brick in the house. I love this look and think it adds lots of texture to a space.
After my friend told me her new house had exposed brick in the kitchen, I thought she was one lucky gal.
But then she said her boyfriend, excuse me, fiance (she just got engaged!), wanted to knock it down.
Perplexed beyond belief, I felt it should be my mission to defend my exposed brick case.
But I was too late. He simply did not like it and tore it down.
I wanted so badly to assure her that the durability of this brick could quite possibly prevent her kitchen from collapsing. Not that it was unstable or anything, but I needed backup to prove my point.
The Three Little Pigs. Did he forget that story?
Not even a little bit, I wanted to ask?
He doesn’t even want to paint it?
Nope. No brick in this kitch.
Hope I didn’t make you feel bad, GC. But maybe you can make him feel bad.
Thanks for stopping by,