a run-in with the king of country

the other day, while on one of our regular trips to the fabric shop, we had a little brush with greatness. make that - country, quaint greatness. dabney spotted him next to the upholstery remants and made a quick covert call to ann, who was in another part of the store checking out the microfiber.



if any of you are familiar with the tlc show trading spaces, you'll recognize the jolly looking man above as frank bielec, known as ts's "king of country" designer. apparently he is in town working on an epsiode based in worcester.

while dabney was at checkout, ann shuffled off and found him at the cutting table waiting in line for what was undoubtedly some wheelbarrow or cowboy boot motif laden fabric. after apologizing for his stinky coffee breath he agreed to have his photo taken. little did he know that ann's own espresso-laced breath was about to bowl him over.

no, that isn't vaseline on the lens in an attempt to make him look dreamy; our phone camera lens was really dirty that day.

as we were getting ready to leave the store, we could hear him - in his distinctive high-pitched voice - saying to someone, "paris? you want to go to paris? have you ever been to paris? it's like philadelphia but with really rude people and a lot of smoke."