I got all excited when I saw a tweet from West Elm about a Mom Cave. I imagined soft furnishings, beautiful colors, spa candles…right?
According to The Washington Post, a “mom cave” is an effing WORKSPACE.
As a mom, let me just say, Washington Post, you can keep your version of a mom cave. Don’t even bring a desk into my mom cave unless it’s a manicurist’s table.
Worse, it looks like it’s supposed to be for the evil that is scrapbooking. Because when I think of relaxation, I think of scrap books. Can I have a couch and a mini-bar please?
The world’s most comfy and cozy chair with ottoman, a good reading lamp, side table stacked with books and my own mini fridge and coffee maker.
The best thing to do: make man caves and kid caves in your home, then mom has the rest of the house to herself! This room is way too busy– in terms of how it looks and what it expects the occupant to do. I would rather have a room with nothing in it but one good chair. And not the chair in that picture b/c my butt won’t fit in that one.