Sometime in late June, I stopped by a friend’s shore house rental to say hello, take a shower, and maybe have a drink or two.
It was a great spot right across the street from the beach in Sea Isle, and it had some of the best/worst shore art I’ve ever seen: faux lobsters adorned with seashells via hot glue gun, epic seascape that didn’t match the wall paint and, my favorite, a paint by number piece that depicted a boy drowning — it was hung in the bathroom.
In some towns, tacky shore art is going the way of old, quaint beach houses, and being replaced with Pottery Barn catalogue uniform blandness. But in some places, like in this Sea Isle rental, it survives in all its glory.
See this in your rental? Take a photo and send it to us. We’ll run the best pictures here on the blog.