This is what the 80s really looked like. Not like stranger things at all.
The 80s were loaded with 70s, even some 60s, furniture that wasn’t worn out because it was made of real wood. Them we toted that crap off to college in the 90s.
My dad’s best friend had a house in the 80s that looked almost exactly like this picture. It’s eerie.
Those curtains aren’t beige naturally. They started out snow white, but 17 years of 2 people smoking 3 packs a day with all the doors and windows tightly shut will do that.
I’m renovating a house that was previously occupied by smokers. I knew going in that the “beige” paint was not a color that anyone had originally selected for the interior, but I was very surprised one morning to find that the new coat of paint I had applied the day before (and which seemed fine at the time) had flowed down off the tops of the walls overnight, creating long rivulets of paint running down to the floorboards. I had to remove the nicotine layer with mineral spirits to get the paint to stick. Somehow, there’s no cigarette smell in the house, which is a happy miracle.
Had the same thing happened to me. Bought a house that the previous owners were chain smokers. Spent all day getting the kitchen painted a nice brick red. Left to go get supper. Came back to the same beige walls from before painting. All of the paint had slipped down and off the walls. Great mess to clean up and start all over.
For bonus points, the previous tenant in my house was apparently also running a 3D printer business of some sort, so there’s a fine black powder in all sorts of unimaginably impossible-to-reach places. And he did his own electrical work, making it a miracle that the house never caught fire.
It’s weird to me that people wouldn’t clean their curtains on a regular basis and replace them as needed.
Curtains are stupid expensive, I have a big window with curtains that are in dire need of replacing but I’m looking at several thousand dollars for just that one window.
My parents decided to do just that with the old curtains, they just disappeared in the washing machine, leaving just a bunch of strings.
Something weirdly comforting about this pic
“Chillin at grandmas house at the age of 5 eating the best cookies you will ever get.” vibe
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I want to come home to this place. This time. I recognize no era was perfect but this kind of place was so much more than the sum of its parts. A home that was comforting in its existence, unlike the bland gray/brown/beige rectangles that comprise every business and apartment now. Thick carpet that hid untold amounts of pet hair and cigarette ash. Wallpaper that, while gaudy, was so durable it could remove the Sheetrock under it if you were careless. A TV that, while shit, was a family gathering after dinner.
But others may have a different experience and I wouldn’t fault them.
Where did you find a picture of my grandparents house?