Ete is almost over and I am wilted like mes fleurs- tired and peaked. It's all I can do just to keep clothes clean and dinner on the table. Trop going on! Until les enfants start lysee on Aout 24, I am going to liven my mood by focusing on lovely mansards on the south side. No bad mansards for a while. They bring me down.
First up! Well, I guess this is almost depressing. We may as well all pack up and go home. This is about the most beautiful house I've ever seen in St. Louis. None of us will ever live in a house this gorgeous. This is the Magic Chef mansion on Russell in the Compton Reservoir neighborhood.
I am including a picture of the water tower because 1. it's pretty and 2. it makes me giggle because it is so phallic. It looks like a penis space shuttle.