Wednesday, I spent time at my awesome best friend Callie's family cabin. Her dad, Donnie Clare, has what is probably the most opulent Man Cave in history. He gets a shack - and surrounding environs - all to himself.
Yes, that is a keyboard welcome mat.
"It's like being inside of Dad's brain." -Callie
Log crotches. That little stump is very happy to see you.
A napping hammock for a happening man.
I can only even describe about half of this stuff.
Donnie's got junk for weeks. For weeks.
Donnie calls this the Enchanted Forest.
I guess it's where the magic happens.
I think I'm getting lost in the enchantment...
That's Callie's college dorm phone. On a tree.
Thanks for letting me invade your space, Donnie!
quilted poncho - vintage from the Carroll County Flea Market
striped top - Chaps from Kohl's
leather pencil skirt - vintage, thrift
black tights - Maggie's Organics
red cowgirl boots - a boot outlet outside of Gatlinburg, TN
2 comments:
Love the photos, now where is a picture of our dear Callie?!? :)
Right?! That camera-shy goofball wouldn't get anywhere near my lens!
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