I saw this today on a friend's facebook page, and thought I'd spread the horror around.
It helps the pain, I think, when you witness something this traumatic, to have others subjected to it
with you.
That's what I've always found.
It's like a midwestern Versailles, re-imagined in high Olive Garden "Tuscan" style.
So. Much. Brown.
If you'd like to subject yourself to more pain, you can
go here.
From the article itself:
"If the world's worst designers got together to make a showhouse, it might look something like this four-bedroom, five-bathroom house
in Indianapolis. There seem to be so many rooms that the listing's
mention of 1,540 square feet seems highly suspect, and no single word
can describe its aesthetic. But the bedrooms with multiple beds, the
overabundance of stonework, and the Holiday Inn-style balconies almost
make sense considering that the home's owner was Jerry A. Hostetler, who
the local newspaper describes as an "almost-famous
pimp-turned-construction mini-magnate."
