I'm just perfectly fine and my head isn't spinning.
There's not one cell in my body that is dying to wake up in a polka dots wonderland. I never fantasized about being Alice in Wonderland so why would I begin sweating at the sight of these?
Pshh. What's so special about staying in one of seven trailers customized by some incredibly creative Capetonian soul exploring playful, eccentric and dazzling décor interpretations of how life in an Airstream can be? Come on!
who needs to sleep on Nelson Mandela's face? I know someone who doesnt find that to be the coolest fucking thing. 
This airstream is called The Ballad of John & Yoko and the room is 3/4 bed? Really??? Did my left side just go numb and am I going into cardiac arrest?
Goddamn you Grand Daddy and your amazingness. This hideaway is so awesome I can't even continue being sarcastic. I blame those little bastard polka dots. found via hello tiger!
