This thing evokes all kinds of reactions from me on a daily basis. Namely, cussing and laughing out loud.
The question on everyone's minds (including mine) is why is it still here? Well, for starters it's quite the conversation piece. One night Andy tried to talk me into getting in a swimsuit and laying on a beach towel as people came over. I guess it does have that island vibe, if islands were full of kitty litter and fake palms trees.
For another thing, it's built so darn well it would take a crane with one of those giant balls on it to get it out of here (I'm not up on my construction vocabulary, I'm sure there is an official name for that). It's built over carpet and tile, so according to the hubs it's staying until it is time to replace the flooring.
It's just another thing on my "things I promised my husband I would not bug him to redo when we moved but we both knew darn well I was lying" list.
Stay tuned, there are plenty more mirrors in this house for me to complain about and there is no better place to complain than your very own blog.