No holiday decorations allowed!
These were the exact words of our stager as we began the process of de-cluttering our house to put on the market.
So while Thanksgiving banners waved gaily on our street, our house had nary a wreath upon her door. And when neighboring halls began their be-decking, our house stood naked of outward adornment. Naked yes, but confident in her own Southern charm to bring a quick sale.