Celebrate your Creep Factor

Those who don’t know me personally may be surprised (or maybe not) by the many creeptacular touches to my life. To me, these things add depth in an otherwise catalog existence I have no interest in becoming a part of. Don’t get me wrong, I can point at any Ikea room and appreciate most items in the perfectly designed arrangement, but where’s the personality? If I wanted to point and order I could hit up a drive-thru. No thanks. Give me dark, gritty, and unpolished any day. Among my most obvious creep-friendly items, is my choice in art.   Angelina

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