Hooking For The Man Cave

The exquisitely detailed floral medallion wasn’t going to cut it. The primitive chickens and whimsical fairies were not allowed to enter. This was his world.

When my husband and I lived overseas, we had a running joke. He would see a piece of art or other home decoration he wanted to purchase. I would not be completely enamored with said piece, but would always suggest, “That will be great for Paul’s World.” Upon our stateside return, we bought a home and did a complete down-to-the-studs renovation. The finished basement became “Paul’s World.” My spouse truly enjoys my rugs throughout our home, but his domain requires a different aesthetic.