Love the eloquence of the prose of this article and that the author and her husband view house porn together.
If the bookmarks on our family tablet are any guide, we are consumed by home real estate. The top two sites are realestate.com.au and domain.com.au, and my husband visits them everyday – often several times a day – just as one might check the weather or the news. It’s odd; we’re not in the market for a home. We have every intention of staying in our current home while the kids are in school.
My husband, it would seem, is addicted to house porn.
There is no greater temptation than other people’s domestic spaces. Online and in print, homes have shrugged their mowing overalls and their aprons, and instead prowl around wearing nothing but a pair of Jimmy Choos. In house porn, there are no shoe baskets boiling over at the backdoor, no hooks creaking with school bags and weather gear, no rubbish to take out. The stone island bench…
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