It's not a bedroom at Graceland.
It's not the honeymoon suite at one of the Pocono Resorts.
It's not Liberace's guest room.
It's 207 Forest Hill Drive, in September of 1978, exactly thirty years ago. Gold shag carpeting, gold medallion wallpaper, quilted gold bedspread, and a tiny gold "boob" chandelier, dripping with fringe made of crystal.
Dad...Mama...thirty years ago this was super chic, I know. Thank God one of you had the presence of mind to photograph what I'm sure y'all thought was master bedroom decor worthy of Better Homes and Gardens.
Do you have to ask if this makes me happy? Yes. It does. Immensely.
Sometimes I miss the 70's so much that the craving for Tang only dissipates when I eat a cake made in my Easy Bake Oven. Er...that would be Libbey's Easy Bake Oven. Yeah.
Happy weekend, y'all...hope it's fun and funky!