The polls are closed and Thank You, Thank You everyone for showing up to the debates. We have collectively been able to come up with bachelor pads that are far more stunning than the sad-sac-panty-keeper-on-ers than the ones on Top Design (and don't give me no jive talk about budget and time, top designers, you're supposed to be the very best, hence the television cameras following you around). The democratic effort here at DC headquarters brings a tear to my eye, and for that, I give several awards. To Anna from Door 16, I award a lovely crimson satin sheet set for her nomination, the Portland Apartment (also for her funny comment about the (p)anty word, sorry to keep saying it Anna):
yes, this pad is certain to bring the undergarments of an entire generation right down to the well polished floor.
Apparently some looney-toon thought this pad had too many vignettes. Maybe, but I wouldn't be scared to shower in that b. pad, so, winner.
Yes, yes, this will do just fine. Are you taking notes, Top Designers? If so, I might consider writing about you next week. But you NEED to study.
And FINALLY, the winner of our gorgeous framed lamborghini poster is Raina the keyboard wielding design goddess from If the Lampshade Fits for her nomination of, not one, but TWO stunning b. pads. Single gentlemen and TDers alike, observe:
The home of Alexander Verbeek
and the home of an unnamed manhattan bachelor:
Excellent work everyone. You have all made mommy so so proud, I just might give you your own TV show next season. We'll see.