I was conjuring up visions of gorgeous and shiny epoxied boards blending seamlessly amongst the decor like so...
I was hoping my surfboard would be a nonchalant and cool styling prop for my super-glam and girly bedroom. You know, like: "Aha! You didn't expect that, did you?? There's more to me than meets the brass/mirrored/velvety/trellis patterned facade you see here!"
Here's the reality. Surfboards (if you actually plan on using them), are covered in wax, which basically looks like old snot, but it's essential in keeping your feet planted firmly on the board. Additionally, they yellow as they age. It may look cool in a bach pad or a duderoom, but here in my room, it's just out of place.
The 80* temps in NYC yesterday got me fired up for Summer and I've committed to myself that I'm surfing MORE this year. More as in, "more than every 5 years I'll go surfing." I grew up on the water in Newport as a kid and (attempted to) surfed each year along side my father and guy friends. Perhaps I'm regressing back to high school because I'm also itching to buy a skateboard.
Anyway, this baby is here to stay during the summer and it sticks out like a sore thumb amongst my glamma glamma decor.