Maybe it's because I know it is in fact a Portland home, but this home is just so very Portland to me. I feel like I could just move right in there and feel, well, right at home. I feel like I have been here a thousand times and I could instinctually find where the cups are. Not that to say it isn't unique because it is, but it's so very familiar. I say that in the most complimentary way. Like when you are sad and there is that one friends house you know you could just go curl up on their couch and have them make you a cup of tea and lay around with no shame? It feels like that to me. But without the sad part. Just that part were you feel completely and absolutely comfortable. If you wonder what Portland is like it's a lot like this house. It's lived in and loved, it's a little bit of everything and comfortable, it's bright in a filtered fashioned, in an unassuming way. It's warm and cosy and inviting. When I saw this home it made me smile and love where I live a little bit more because somehow in my mind, and maybe I am totally over-analyzing and projecting my taste and perspective of not only this house but the city I live in, but I think this home is such a great representation of the vibe of the city it resides in. And I also obviously saved the best photo for last. I am just swooning over that attic bedroom. Nap time.
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