Today I am inviting you into my apartment for a visit. As you open the door you can almost feel the tranquility of my home. It is small but very cozy. It is comprised of two bedrooms and a bathroom. As you step in and look to your right you see the kitchen, where my mother has spent countless hours preparing many different dishes of food for us to enjoy. As you are stepping out of the kitchen you reach the living room. The living room is a place where my family and I can watch hours of Spanish novellas and spend time together. Walk with me further into my home so I can take u through my room and one of the cleanest bathrooms you’ve ever seen. My mother always says, “A bathroom says a lot about a person.” Now, let me walk you through the most important room in the house.
I am very neurotic I love bathrooms and what they look like. I am like a bathroom critic. Every bathroom I enter I view in so many perspectives. But there is one bathroom I enjoy a lot. I walk into the sun bright yellow room with tall tiled ceiling. It smells like a Florida garden blooming in the spring time. I look at the floor and I see a shaggy carpet for those cold winters when I get out of the hot steamy shower, you can feel warmth between your toes with the dog like shagginess. Then to my left I see the world behind me with the largest chrome mirror I have ever seen. This mirror can be great for shaving my face no need to duck or bend since I view in birds eyes. I Love how the soap holder is a hand very creative and life like. But the best part awaits me when I step foot into the ivory white tube with no mildew like the Mr. Clean commercials. Shower doors with icy glass making the slight blur for peeping toms. The shower head shoots out like a Brazilian water fall, misting up a wet fog into my lungs while I lather. The best bathroom I might say gave me the best shower of my life.
Walking threw my house you reach the hall way of fame. When I say fame, I mean me. I have...