In which I prove how classy we are.

Oh man, Matt and I are so classy now.

No really, check this out.

We have bathroom towels that match the soap dispenser that wait for it totally coordinate with the granite countertop.  Classy.

We have an entire little shelf with fancy-ass teacups.  CLASSY.

We have a fully-functional washer and dryer.  CLASSY.

We have a griffin lamp and a booze globe sitting behind our couch.  Oh, and look at that stairway.  CLASSY.

We have an entire room full of box fort.  Frankly, I’d say it’s too classy for words.

(More about boxes tomorrow.)