Recently, the presence of farm sinks has surged. A disturbing trend. I want to be very clear about my position on these monstrosities. They belong on a farm in Vermont or some such. People have taken to calling them apron sinks, but this is lipstick on a pig. A rose by any other name. You get it.
They are also getting fancier, trying to seduce you, whispering sweet decorating nothings in your ear, lulling you into a stupor. Awwww….what a great idea. It’s so pretty and different.
SNAP OUT OF IT!!
In 3 – 5 years, you’re going to want to rip that bitch out of the wall with your fingernails.
This is the second time we’ve had to discuss this. Back away. #SpreadTheWord