At the tender ages of 22 and 23, we've decided to do what any well-adjusted young adults might--turn our Brooklyn apartment into a playhouse. While we're well underway transforming our bedrooms into a fort and a tea party, respectively, we have much grander ambitions. Ball pits. Trap doors. Water slides.
You tell us.
This is a blog about our journey back to a simpler place. But this time the sleepovers are co-ed and the Clearly Canadians are, clearly, mixed with booze.
Maybe we'll let you come over and play sometime. But please, dress accordingly. And bring Kix.
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Fellow mefite here. You're living the dream! And I'm... looking forward to pictures. Mmmm, vicarious-ness.
Mefite here. I'm lookin forward to see how everything evolves. Good luck :)
Another Mefite Here...Pictures, Need Pictures...
Photos. I must have photos. Or better yet drawings. The kind you draw on your shopping bag bookcovers. Secret drawings. For secret club members only. I am in the club, right?
yay!
Another mefite. Thirding the need for pictures.
I know this was a while ago, but if you have pictured I'd still love to see them. I'm going through the same quarterlife crisis with my fiance. We need a fort. Stat.
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