MPDP. Jeans, t-shirt. Florida. Ed, Hildi, Amy Wynn. The Gleesome Threesome, or something. We see the Hos -- Jill and Craig, and Carla and Brent -- riding bikes. Jill and Craig are described as "two adventurous souls who believe in the Zen of natural living." Translation: Birkenstock-wearing, rock-climbing granola-munchers. They want their bedroom redone, and lord, it needs it. White walls and ceiling, beige wall-to-wall. The bed is frameless and arranged diagonally in the corner with a folding wooden screen as a sort of headboard. It has white linens and a beige comforter. There's a small rectangular window near the bed, and a couple of large potted plants. Farther down that same wall, there's another window with two small, low bookcases near it in the corner. Another potted plant. There's a small TV on another low, crate-like bookcase near the end of the bed. Near the entrance to the room, there's another large opening that leads to what looks like the bathroom, and perhaps a closet area. There's a small folding chair between the two doors. It's pretty sparse. Jill wants their bedroom to be a sanctuary from the family and the rest of the house. Right now, it would be a pretty good retreat if you were working up to becoming an anchorite. Jill reminds me of someone, and I mention this to Frink. He suggests, "Karen Carpenter?" Dude, no. This makes me wonder if he even knows what Karen Carpenter looked like. I sort of think she looks like Ali McGraw, but that isn't right either. Gloria Steinem? Mimi Kennedy? A combination of those last three, heavy on the Mimi. But actually, prettier than any one of those three. Craig is excited about anything they do, as long as it's not too dark. He doesn't know what to expect from Edward. Jill does: she says she loves him, and is very excited. She says there are no restrictions in the room; they haven't protected anything: "Change anything, tear anything apart, turn it upside down, paint it, I don't care." Yeah, it's easy to talk big when you know you're getting Edward and not Hildi.
Carla and Brent are described as avid art collectors who want their living room redone. Brent has a vaguely Hank Azaria-ish thing going on looks-wise. It's a room with white walls and a cathedral ceiling, and a teal green carpet. There are umpteen pieces of furniture jammed into it; most are pieces from a suite of simple, tailored furniture upholstered in a solid mole brown -- looks like some kind of microfibre. They have a large rectangular wooden coffee table in a warm tone that kind of clashes with the tone of the furniture, and is very awkwardly arranged. The walls are covered with framed artworks; I can count nineteen pictures on the wall just in this one shot. Some of them look pretty interesting. There are sliding patio doors covering most of one wall, through which you can see their pool. These have simple white curtains. To the left of the sliding doors is a baby grand piano. To the right, in the corner, is a TV on a stand. There's an end table jammed next to the TV stand. There's a side chair and lamps and another end table. On the wall opposite the sliding doors, there are two more pictures and a large, dark wood bookcase with glass doors. Like the bookcase, especially since it's filled with books and not gewgaws and figurines. Wait, there's another wall with two light-coloured cabinets with glass doors, filled with objets d'art, which is the French word for "tchotchkes." The inside backs of the cabinets are mirrored so the effect of clutter is further amplified. The room feels so crammed that it's like a furniture warehouse. It's a bit overwhelming, and the traffic flow and visual flow are not great. Brent says that he and Carla are collectors, and have thrown everything into the room. He knows it's too busy and admits that they don't have the guts to pare the room down themselves. They're hoping the designer will edit the room. Well, they definitely got one of the ones who can do that. Carla says she likes feng shui and "good flow" and likes rooms you can enter and instantly relax in. The piano (also covered with family photos, another lamp, and assorted tchotchkes) was a gift from Brent's grandfather to his grandmother during the Depression. It seems to be in that room mainly because they have no other space for it. Carla: "I think Hildi's a great designer." Professor Frink: "Loser." Brent says they have a very creative home with interesting artwork and says he's encouraged: "I think she might be able to do a neat job with this."