The Neighborhood Hated My Pink House And Repainted It — But I Won the War of Petty Revenge

And the best part?

I installed cameras. Every angle. Every ladder. Every brushstroke—recorded.

So now, when the neighbors glare, I just smile, wave, and walk into my technicolor dream home.

They painted my house beige because they thought I’d back down. Instead, I made it unforgettable.