|Front/Exterior of the glass pavilion|
I can just picture my life in this bedroom. I’d wake up, look outside and think, “Nahhhhh, I think I’ll stay in bed
today for the rest of the week.” Talk about the perfect life. It beckons.
And, of course, whatever is cooked in this kitchen will come out tasting out. Whatever is prepared here — even if it’s a baby that was made on its counter – will look good. By the left – behind the dark glass – is a wine room that holds thousands of bottles of wines. Look closer. You’ll see some of them.
I never understand how these baths are used, but that’s okay. Just look at this bathroom. Looking at it alone makes me feel very clean.
In preparation for wealth, I am already admiring the kind house I’ll be living in. Yes, I, Vera Ezimora would one day live in a glass house — except that it would be without glass walls. Glass windows would be nice. Everything else stays the same.