I vaguely remember taking this picture a few months ago and deciding not to post it. I don't know what that stuff is. Something caramelized—maybe broth that boiled over? I decided not to use it because I was ashamed of the surrounding mess. You know, that...stuff in the center of the burner, and ew....what is that?

But lately I've been coming across a lot of blogs that are just too lovely. You know, the perfect photos of perfectly decorated perfect topped with perfect. Mostly, I don't recognize my world in them. What are we doing here, women writing on the internet about domestic life? Are we revolutionizing how we think of ourselves and one another by communicating about the realities of our lives? Or are we clambering over one another to create the latest incarnation of the unreachable ideal?

Forget shame about stovetop crumbs. It's my duty as a woman of conviction, as a feminist, as a citizen, to give you this version of where the beauty lies.

Check out that color, people! The COLOR!


  1. THANK YOU. Seriously, I love this.

  2. hahahahahahaha

    Watch this space, I am now going to go and take a random picture of any space in my house which will rival yours ;-)

    Heavens know I try to be the perfect wife/mother/housekeeper, but something always has to give and it is usually 1 and 3 :-)

    Amy (aka Villagepig)

  3. Yeah, mine looks just like that.

  4. You know what's worse? The weird black rings my ceramic top stove gets. The stove came with the house, and I miss the old days when I could just change out the burner plates when they got to yucky. Now I have to scrub gently with special cleaner. This doesn't happen nearly as often as it should.

  5. I'm with you. I just came across your blog and have enjoyed reading through your previous posts. Inspiring, in a wholly more important way than endless pictures of "perfect" domesticity, which so quickly turn overwhelming... Thanks! (I feel like leaving comments on so many of your posts, but will refrain and just continue reading from now on.)

  6. You've made my day. I'm tempted to post a picture of mine.