Space Age

I bet everything is clean in outer space. You can't really leave crumbs all over the counter, unless you enjoy watching space crumbs fly through the air, swirling about and forming their own little crumb galaxies and nebulae. Now that I think about it, it's probably gravity's fault that I have dirty floors. Maybe I should berate gravity and make her come clean up her mess -- You get over here, Missy, and sweep this up right now! Or I suppose I could just move to space. That would probably be easier than getting an invisible force to tidy my house.

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Sadly, I don't think I'll get to move to space this year. It looks pretty far away, and I can't even fly across the country without waiting in lines and removing my shoes and getting delayed and laying over in every city between here and my destination. So what's a girl who wants to live in space now! stat! supposed to do?

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OWI

I think I should just pretend that I live in space. That's me, taking a shower in my new pod. Look how clean and crumb free we are! Aren't you jealous?

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Shoot Factory

Now I know that showering in a wiffle ball is not to everyone's taste, so I'm just going to go ahead and present you with an extra terrestrial roundup of down to earth proportions. I'm nothing if not accommodating.

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OWI

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Cote Maison

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Shoot Factory

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Ngoc Minh Ngo

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Elle Decor

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Karl Anderson

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Ngoc Minh Ngo

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Marie Claire Maison

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Richard Powers

See? It's so easy to space out. Bust open your white paint cans, dust off your Saarinen and Panton chairs, and start spaceing it up. Personally, I think step one in my new spaceification scheme involves painting the Hunny's fugly speakers shiny gold. The Hunny is a truly peaceable creature, but if I enact said plan, he will probably knock me to the moon -- Bang! Zoom!

Mission Accomplished.