Following up on yesterday’s post, I have been perusing the internet for escapes. Some a re a reality, some not. This falls more in the not category, but HOLY HELL this is exactly what the perfect “get away from it all and unplug” place looks like in my dreams. Meet T (yes, the area is called Mousehole! MOUSEHOLE! Can it GET ANY QUAINTER???) There is a house and a separate loft for rent in this sleepy seaside village in Cornwall, England. Can I pack a ton of books, cable knit sweaters and tea and go NOW?
I. FRIGGIN’. DIE.
The House: The stuff my monochromatic dreams are made of.
The Loft: Where modern and rustic meet.