I‘m staying at an AirBnB, contributing to an increase in housing prices, causing hundreds of Sedonans to hate my guts. But who cares about them, that’s not what this is about, this is about how my eyes have been opened, my sinuses cleared, my chakras shot through, all thanks to the beautiful house I reside in.
I’m not going to put in any pictures, don’t want you to get jealous. But as I reach the landing on top of the stairs, I am confronted with mirrors. Mirrors in front of me, mirrors to my left, mirrors to my right. The mirrors to my left and right mirror off each other, creating repeated images of my face and body.
I think my blog has made me more narcissistic, but I love this decor. I get to see myself from all new vantage points, it’s just lovely.
Sedona as a whole is beautiful, almost too beautiful. You start to get suspicious, until you realize that the tacky tourist shops balance it out.
The other thing that this house has, that I need in all future living situations, is insane shower pressure. I was worried, being in the southwest, that there would be some bullshit filter on the shower head, making sure my hair remains frizzy. Instead, I receive the fastest water jets in years, giving me my luscious locks.
So that’s it, I need mirrors everywhere, and I need insane shower pressure. My next house is going to be a greenhouse with no plants, just a hose.