Don't you always want to poke about in corners and look into closets at other people's houses? I'm so nosy like that. I want to see how they DECORATE their house! I want to see how they live! I want to look at their Granny's china they've got shoved in that old cupboard because it's not their style and they prefer Mamma's Noritake. Even when I was a girl and we'd go visit people, I would want to go upstairs and see all the bedrooms! One time I ASKED and my Mom heard me and she just about burst a gasket. She said "We don't DO that! You don't ask to see the rest of someone's house!" Well, I obeyed but I didn't buy into that sentiment for a moment. I wanted to see if they'd made their bed with a quilt. I wanted to see if they had a window seat or a reading nook or something that would seem delightful and homey.
I couldn't tell you what anyone wore, ever in their lives (unless it was an apron, I can remember those) but I have recollection of the inside of every house I ever visited. Details. Drapery fabrics and colors. The layout of their floorplans.
Here, in case you feel like I do, is the inside of my secret treasure closet: Where The Stamps Are!!!!