Shawn: My penchant for woodsy interiors is a motif in my Digs forays. White walls are for mental institutions, rehab facilities, and apartments destined to be surrounded by crime scene tape. It’s the details here rather than the backdrop that falter, though. The leather mini sofa looks stranded and out-of-place, better suited for an office than this attic-ish setting, and the white fan comes off as blandly indistinct. The ladder looks to be wrought iron, so I’m wanting more of a satin black with brushed nickel model to gel with it. I’m loving the tiered layerdness of it all, but the floorbound paperwork, the big stack of pillows — somehow managing at once to be too haphazard yet curiously rigid — gives off a compulsive hoarder vibe.
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I will never get used to these new lightbulbs, no matter how much energy they’re supposed to save.
Honestly guys I will never understand you
This is the most hilarious site there is and I love it. And I am a lesbian.
Thanks for making me laugh out loud every time and thanks for not posting the horrifying interior of my little home
xo kb
Ummm… ummm… he’s… ummm… they’re… uh, never mind.
I don’t mean to sound critical, but isn’t that a bit dangerous? With the sofa right underneath the slanted ceiling he is bound to hit his head when he gets up to get another beer or refresh his old fashion. He could really hurt himself.
just saying.
How is this humanly possible? Are those his balls in between the two blocks of wood? And where is his dick? This is the most disturbing picture that I have seen on here.
Dude. Seeing this makes my dick hurt.
Aaaaand I’m a woman.
DAMN! And I thought my Gay Mid Life Crisis was bad.
I understand the fan placement. It’s nice to have a cool breeze on you when you are being water boarded or hung on the rack. But what’s up with the 6 or 7 fluffy white pillows on the black couch? The couch which was obviously made in the former DDR (East Germany)circa 1982.
At first glance, the white fan does seem a bit out of place. At the same time, attics get hot, especially in the summer. And the prominent novelty ceiling fan doesn’t seem to be turning at all.
In other news, my dick just screamed and ran out of the room.
Ow! Ow!! Ow!!! Ow!!!! Ow!!!!! And once again, OW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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You will NEVER get a dining table under THAT chandelier.
He has made that amateur mistake of making the pinata the dominant feature in the room, but I don’t think there is going to be much candy inside that one.
The room is…OMG! OMG! Sorry…the room seems…OMG! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! I’m sorry – I can’t focus…I think…I’m gonna pass out…
I think a fan is an important piece of equipment when you are hanging upside down by your testicles, I’m not sure white is an appropriate color, but what do I know about hanging upside down by my testicles.
What everyone so far seems to have missed is the three vertical white poles that clash with the dark wood stain throughout the rest of the room. Please focus on the details and make sure the wood is all stained the same color.
It’s lovely to see where Macy’s hangs their balloons in between parades but other than that, there’s not a lot else here to hang around for, is there?
daniel, et al, where the F*** do you see a sofa?? It looks to only measure a foot off the floor and at best three feet wide (see the side/end table right next to it?). This is obviously not a cabin. This is an attic space where you put all the things you no longer have any use for: unused furniture, spare pillows and stretched out scrotums. I can’t tell if that triangle at the far right is a piece of Suzanne Somers exercise equipment or is the handle to his grandson’s Little Red Wagon.
I’m so happy this photo was cropped at the bottom exactly where it was because if an image ever needed censor bars over the face to protect the dignity of the person, this is it.
to quote from LD itself: “Think about and focus on the interior when you write your comment. Do not attack folks personally. STAY ON TOPIC. The topic for posting is INTERIORS.” So we are NOT supposed to mention the gentleman hanging from the ceiling by his testicles?!? Talk about suspended disbelief.
i was gonna say that if you have such an interior in your home, go all out and decorate it like a houseboat. then my mind wandered andi imagined that the house belongs to some ‘poseidon adventure’ fetishist and the room’s current occupant has to stay like that until he sings ‘the morning after’ or brays ‘in the water i’m a very skinny lady.’
I think that if you’re going to keep a piece like that installed full-time, a brighter honey would look better on the walls. The contrast is too stark otherwise and really draws too much attention to the discount-store fan.
@ tony: I think this was a polaroid version of a trick question.
There’s so little interior to discuss coupled with the most outrageous “what-we’re-not-supposed-to-talk-about” that’s ever been photographed in a personals ad since the invention of Silly Putty.
Or, hanging flowers upside-down to dry.
Or, bottle cleaning brushes.
I flunked, in a round-about way. How ’bout you?
I see his rechargeable drill is currently plugged in. Perhaps to finish his little project….that crafty little “Craftsman style” fan stand. And what do to to pass the time while his drill gets charged up? Perhaps to hang around for a while would not be a stretch of the imagination.
The use of the Maple stained woodwork on the ceiling of his hanging rack is excellent. I have to agree that the white uprights are a bit clashing. As daring as this fellow is he is an embarresement to stretchers everywhere, one should always be in the full pike position in this situation.
@ Dash. Totally failed here
My first thought: EYYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!! MAKE IT GO AWAY! MAKE IT GO AWAY!
My second thoughts: Definitely an attic man-cave, judging by the odd angles and crappy furniture. Is that a black vinyl futon? A rolling desk chair? Is that the underside of a loft bed arrangement? (Would explain the poles and ladder, unless that’s roof access, and he does horrible things on the rooftop…ick.)
OK, my dick has been traumatized and wants to take to its bed.
Hmmm…. I wonder if it spins when the fan is on…..
My first (second and third) feeling toward this post is revulsion (talking, naturally, about the interior; we never, ever, at Lurid Digs discuss the occupants). My next instinct is that this would perhaps make a better office cubicle poster than the usual, revolting, “Hang In There” kitten. It’s far less offensive and perhaps more appropriate to a manic “waiting for the weekend” kinda message. It would certainly capture the desperation many worker drones feel toward their workplace and is less syrupy than said kitten. “Hang in there, kitten,” the weekend’s finally here.
Somehow it looks Scandinavian, but not Gustavian. Not enough pickled wood. On the walls I mean. Or a sauna in the attic. At least it’s clean looking.
Perhaps it’s somewhere in Finland with all that daylight deprivation and a loop of Madonna’s “Like A Prayer” playing over and over.
“I have no choice, I hear your voice
Feels like flying
I close my eyes, Oh God I think I’m falling
Out of the sky, I close my eyes
Heaven help me.”
Indeed!
If it gets him through the winter, who are we to judge?
@ Kipp: recalling the “Like a Prayer” lyrics…. Hysterical.
With the many different angles and different coloured woods, anyone would have a difficult time decorating this space. If you are practicing for the new Cirque Te Stecoleil Special, time constraints can also be difficult to work around. There really is just so much going on at one time in this room it just makes your head spin until your stomach is in knots. There are so many started projects that never got completed that this space is a perfect example of what happens one someone with ADD tries to tackle special attic spaces. I mean why else would anyone think this was a good idea. I believe the couch in the back is actually a pet psychiatrists couch. I see where the pet would lay it’s head but it really is much to short for any average sized human and there doesn’t seem to be a matching armrest/headrest at the other end. Maybe all the pillows are stacked to help cushion the dismount? I do have to say that with as much wood as there is in this room, a few nice accent pieces are nice for contrast but I really think the purplish red near the ceiling is the wrong colour. It reminds me of the colour of the face my 6th grade math teacher made when I hit a line drive directly into his crotch during the annual Teacher 6th Grade softball game. I remember feeling guilty at first, he was really cute, but then feeling like he might forget about the end of year test in a couple of days.
and to Just Me…his dick ran away when it saw Evn’s flee the room.
OK, someone needs to address the elephant (or bee) in the room. Is this guy hanging from his balls? If so, where’s the dick? Conversely, if that’s the head of his dick up there in that contraption (awfully big blob for that), where are his balls? If both, why? And how? Could this be a Photoshop hoax?
I have a lot of questions before I can move on to the decor. Having spent 30 years with my head between men’s legs I’m utterly deflated to be this confused about basic anatomical principles.
The space seems barren. I suggest a sculpture and a throw for the couch.
I’m never at a loss for words, NEVER, my fingers can barely move to type. How can you even critique the digs, when there is no dick! Seriously, I type then scroll back up the scroll back down to type. I know it’s not about dick in this case it’s about, I dunno, I can’t scroll back up anymore. Wow, weirdest pic yet. When my stomach settles I’ll come back and look at the actual room. TGD
As hard as I try, I cannot reconcile the 4 sided testicle block with the clearly polygonal theme of the room. The ceiling appears pentagonal, the floor appears octogonal, the window on the wall appears hexagonal, as does the hanging resident (4 limbs akimbo with clearly symmetrical head/testical verticles). Everything screams polygonal, so why does is the testical block merely have four sides? This clear lack of ‘gonad gonal’ symmetry will disturb me for some time.
“White walls are for mental institutions, rehab facilities, and apartments destined to be surrounded by crime scene tape.”
Really now? This just blatantly displays your lack of imagination or design education.
Oh my god….why don’t they pop off like grapes?
I love what Senator Larry Craig has done to his attic. Definitely a place to reflect on his years of a homophobic voting record in the US Senate.
Ahhhhhhhh a very good example of kinetic art. Gives the room an organic feeling, a sense of free balling. The hoarder vibe is Quite avant-garde. A departure from the norm, defying all designing ideals and most importantly defying gravity. Bravo! (fu fu hand claps)
Oh, what fun! A bunch of really choice comments this time – best being Tony the Busdriver’s “You will NEVER get a dining table under THAT chandelier.” Such a practical observation! Tempted though I’ve been to comment from time to time, I’ve always been a bit of a lurker. This astounding image of an otherwise (relatively) attractive attic / rec room, however, has moved me pipe up at last: “Idleness is the devil’s playgound.” I understand we’re not meant to malign the models, but surely this one has to be the exception to the rule? The elephant in the room, indeed! LOL! But if it has to be aboout interior design faux pas, well, clearly, this dangler knows squat about scale. The pitched ceiling is death to those dimunitive furnishings, and that honking great fan is bound to render the puny little table to a pile of splinters.
WTF? Is that string or rope holding your nut stretching contraption? With all the angled surfaces in that room covered expertly cut no doubt by a carpenter, why did you cheap out and use sting?
Words. Fail. Me.
‘White walls are for mental institutions, rehab facilities, and apartments destined to be surrounded by crime scene tape.’
“Really now? This just blatantly displays your lack of imagination or design education.”
Admittedly, it’s my personal take, and I’ll be the first to agree that interior design doesn’t sit at the top of my resume, but I just loathe white walls and always have. There’s something antiseptic and instituional about white; it’s use is utilitarian and meant to induce a bland, oppressive calmness. There’s an absence to it, a hollowness. It’s the antithesis of imaginative.
Whenever someone lauds how they found the perfect eggshell or bone shade, what comes to mind for me is the scene from “American Psycho” where the stock brokers stern-facedly compare business cards that look exactly the same and that no one outside of their circle could possibly distinguish. A man’s interior world in particular plays better for me in darks and earthtones.
It’s clear he went balls out on the decorating!
What a funny lamp.
I had no idea that Pinhead from the HELLRAISER movies was into interior decorating!
Waterboarding is nothing!
Since the walls are angled and the ceiling seems low–I would have gone with something more flush, and veered away from this dramatically pendant-style focal piece.
meanwhile, back at Cirque du SoGay’s winter headquarters…..
Noooo Nooo I’m sorry how can you even see beyond that STRETCH to comment on the deccor! That image makes me want to grab my groin in agony and I’m a straight 45 year old lady!
Those Tea-Baggers…..
I really wish my Dad wouldn’t post his pics online…..
I really wish my Dad wouldn’t post his pics online
the money shots are in his photo album, you may have to be a member to see them. Worth the entry fee alone!
Dear god. I echo the sentiment that my hands are scrabbling towards my own groin in sympathy & there are no manly parts to cradle.
It’s nice to know that he is taking some precautions in that he did baby powder his balls before deciding to dangle from them. I can see the top of the container & he left powdery fingerprints on his thigh.
Pretty standard boring mancave, though. Y’know, except for the guy dangling from his fucking BALLS.
Gorgeous maple-wood walls. Absolutely gorgeous. I just can’t get over it…
Sidebar: Hooray for talcum powder!!
He floats through the air with the greatest of ease……….
I wonder what kind of view there is from the roof looking down through the skylight. Imagine the frightend burglar(s)! The room looks nice and clean, well at least the walls do. I notice the metal ladder and unfinished wood supports. What does it all mean? Why is Daddy playing in the twins’ room again? Who took his picture and best of all – when/how is he going to dismount?
I can see a number of mistakes our resident has made in decorating. An overwhelming number of them float about the same theme…saving space. The small sofa, using a rack rather than a full sized bed, the list goes on. I’d like to see better use of space. And color in the seating, colorful carpeting, some bright bed linen. These dark wood covered rooms can take bright colors. But lets stay away from pinks or purples.
Has anyone noticed how awful that little spindle table holding the fan goes with that lamp? I mean, I could deal with The Christmas Story inspired body-part lamp (though it needs a better shade) but I don’t understand the difference in scale between the table and the lamp. I also don’t understand the mish-mosh of various construction materials. It needs more aubergine.
I find the woodwork on the ceiling confusing. An M.C. Escher-like quality that I find disturbing and prevents me from making a clear mental picture of the actual shape of the room.
i think it’s more m c stretcher than escher.
Alexander Calder, eat your heart out!
“All in all,” the realtor said, “the embracing ceiling angle, the warmth of the wood walls and the abundance of pillows make this an ideal place to hang out.”
an inexpensive way to distract from all the busy horizontal lines created by the wood paneling.
“Honey, I said go hang your old junk in the attic not hang BY your old junk in the attic! Jeez!”
While I admire the paneling and the, er, lengths our host has gone to, I want him to know that a vasectomy is, I’m guessing, less painful.
Be careful! You could poke your eye out.
I too was quite agitated upon viewing the, ummm decor, til I read GS reference to Senator Larry Craig, and I’m now at peace. But what do you suppose his excuse would be upon getting caught in THIS compromising position? “Well, I was doing sommersaults in the attic which are best done nude in the summer heat, when I inadvertantly found the missing bear trap…
Do you suppose that the white fan is equipped with one of those Clap On/ Clap Off attachments, since it seems out of reach?
After this, morning wood will no longer be a part of his decor.
I didn’t realize that Mobile Hangings were back in fashion. Thanks for keeping me updated on the latest trends.
now I know it : there is a God , and he loves us all , for sure
it is the space that made him hate his balls – they moved there when he was three – cozy woodsy but after his father and mother died he resorted to the “hate my balls” syndrome and was going to create the perfect pair of low riders he could – his parents died when he was twenty now at forty something he has mastered the ball hang perfectly but when he is hanging is he redecorating the space that makes him so crazy? or is he doing this on Halloween to scare the little children off? The decorating is fine but for god’s sake love your balls or if you hate them that much cut the damn things off…
I know the dark walls are supposed to be intimate, but I find them just depressing. The horizontal lines don’t extend the space into a nice roomy feeling, they seem to enclose the space so that it feels like a coffin.
And the iron ladder is sad as well.
If you’re feeling so sad that you want to hang yourself in this room there are some things you can do. The easiest is probably MORE LIGHT.
The very dark wood around the entrance to the roof is probably best lightened up somehow. It makes the attic door seem like the abode of bats. Is this how Grandpa Munster actually spent his youth?
I’d suggest stripping most of the wood down to the raw state and using clear varnish to bring out its bright color, or am I being too Slavic here?
(as an aside, I’ll point out the the most famous living Transylvanian is the Satmar rebbe. Satmar is the biggest city in Transylvania, and there’s a branch of Hassidic Jews from there whose leader is the Satmar rebbe. When the Munsters TV show was redone in the 80’s and Grandpa decided to teach Eddie the language, it wasn’t Romanian or Romany {gypsy} but a dialect of Yiddish. The Addams family was Spanish noblemen driven out of Spain by the Spanish Civil War {Querida mia and all that, if you’ll remember) but the Munsters were Hassidim driven from Satmar by pogroms.)
If the Cuban in the following picture would please give this guy those leis of fake poison ivy, they would really help those white poles. I don’t know what they’re doing, but they do seem to be holding up the whole house somehow, so pretty them up a little.