Ty Pennington is famous for being the handsome carpenter on *Trading Spaces*, the DIY show that inspired fans everywhere to try designing their own spaces.
After 20 years on TV, some fans are now suggesting that Ty should get a makeover himself.
Ty Pennington Hits Back with a Stunning Response After Body-Shaming Comments!
Ty Pennington is famous for being the handsome carpenter on *Trading Spaces*, the DIY show that inspired fans everywhere to try designing their own spaces.
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After 20 years on TV, some fans are now suggesting that Ty should get a makeover himself.
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Born Gary Tygert Burton, Pennington, now 58, is known for his playful side. He loves sharing funny videos of his dance moves on Instagram, often with his new wife laughing in the background.
Pennington is a natural entertainer. He used to be a model for J-Crew and initially wanted to be a graphic designer, working in construction to support himself while he was in art school.
After a serious car accident at 27 ended his modeling career, he decided to switch to carpentry.
“I thought my career was taking off, but then I had a terrible car accident,” Pennington says. “I put away my modeling headshot, grabbed my tool bag, and went back to construction. Nine years later, I got a call to audition for *Trading Spaces*… and the rest is history.”
Pennington first got noticed in Hollywood as a set designer for the 1995 film *Leaving Las Vegas*, starring Nicolas Cage. But it was his role as a builder on *Trading Spaces*—a show that changed how people think about home renovations—that made him famous.
After *Trading Spaces*, Pennington hosted *Extreme Makeover: Home Edition* from 2003 to 2012, winning two Primetime Emmy Awards for the show.
When Jesse Tyler Ferguson from *Modern Family* took over hosting in the show’s 11th season and for part of the 2020 revival, Pennington admitted on Instagram that it was tough for him. He felt his ego took a hit and started doubting himself. But he acknowledged that the job was never just about him and still considered it one of his best experiences.
Pennington didn’t let this setback stop him. He returned to *Trading Spaces* for its revival from 2018 to 2019.
Now, he’s a mentor and design expert on HGTV’s *Battle on the Beach*, which is in its third season, and he hosts *Rock the Block*, now in its fourth season.
Pennington has written two books: *Good Design Can Change Your Life: Beautiful Rooms, Inspiring Stories* and *Ty’s Tricks: Home Repair Secrets Plus Cheap and Easy Projects to Transform Any Room.*
He is also open about having ADHD and works to raise awareness about it.
In 2007, when he was 41, he was charged with a DUI. He was put on three years of probation and had to complete a 90-day alcohol program.
“Drinking and driving is never okay. I’ve admitted my mistake and will follow the court’s decision. I hope this experience helps others as much as it has helped me,” he said.
In November 2021, the popular builder married Kellee Merrell, a social media manager from Vancouver, who enjoys his daily funny posts.
Last year, after he posted a funny video of himself on the beach with his shorts hiked up, some fans criticized his now bigger stomach compared to his old six-pack abs. He responded with, “…by the way, I’m pushing my stomach out, but okay…”
The *Extreme Makeover: Home Edition* star, who still looks great, has faced negative comments about his age and appearance.
In a long Instagram post titled “Thoughts on Aging,” Pennington responded to the criticism he received. He reminded people to be kind to both men and women.
He wrote: “What started as a funny moment to make my wife laugh ended up being torn apart by strangers. With lots of views comes a lot of hate! Comments like ‘disgusting,’ ‘gross,’ ‘oh, he’s so old now,’ and ‘he’s gotten fat’ made me wonder if I’d get the same comments if I was still young and fit. There’s a strong movement to accept all body types and aging for women, which is fantastic, but maybe we should offer the same kindness to men?”
Pennington, known for *Trading Spaces*, mentioned that he was much younger when he first appeared on TV.
He said, “I often get comments like ‘What happened to him???’ Someone even said it’s due to ‘lack of exercise,’ which isn’t true. I work out harder than ever—seven days a week (being over 50 is no joke). What happened is that it’s been 22 YEARS since I first appeared on TV! No, I don’t have a six-pack or the same hairstyle, but I have gained wisdom, empathy, and life lessons. At 57, I’ve never been happier! I’m human and I have feelings. Yes, I’m older, but I think it’s pretty cool.”
We think Ty Pennington is still hot and we love watching his silly Instagram videos. What is your favorite show with Pennington? And did you catch the DIY bug after watching Trading Spaces?
My Neighbors Had a House Fire, So We Took Them in, What They Discovered in Our Home Shocked Me
When a fire forced our neighbors to seek refuge in our home, I had no idea that a secret hidden in our basement would unravel my trust in my husband Jim and challenge the foundation of our seemingly perfect life.
Life with Jim was always calm. We had built a routine that was uniquely ours, and our little house on Maple Street felt like a haven. Jim, with his easygoing nature, balanced my more cautious, practical side. We shared everything—our morning coffee, late-night chats, and even our dreams and fears. It wasn’t a flawless marriage, but it was ours, and it worked.
One late night, the acrid smell of smoke woke us both. “Do you smell that?” I asked, sitting up in bed.
Jim sniffed the air. “Yeah, something’s burning.”
We rushed to the window and saw flames rising from our neighbors’ house. “It’s James and Eloise’s house!” I gasped.
We hurried outside and found them standing on the lawn in their pajamas, shaken and helpless. I grabbed a blanket and wrapped it around Eloise, who was sobbing uncontrollably. “It was the wiring,” she choked out. “Everything’s gone.”
I hugged her tightly. “What matters is that you’re safe. You can stay with us until you get back on your feet.”
Jim and I took them to our basement, which we had recently converted into a guest space. It wasn’t much, but it was warm and safe. For the first few days, things were calm. James and Eloise seemed to settle in, grateful for the temporary shelter. But then, one morning, James approached me quietly in the kitchen.
“Violet, don’t mention this to Jim, but something strange is going on,” he whispered, glancing around. “He told us not to open the door under the stairs because there was a mess, but we’ve been hearing noises coming from behind it. Could you check?”
My stomach tightened with dread. I rushed downstairs, fumbling for the key. As I unlocked the door and swung it open, a strong odor hit me. My heart dropped. Inside were five rabbits huddled together.
“Jim!” I screamed, panic surging through me.
He rushed to my side. “What’s wrong, Violet?”
I pointed toward the rabbits, my breath shaky. “You promised me—no rabbits in the house. You know I’m allergic!”
Jim’s expression turned sheepish. “I can explain,” he muttered, descending the stairs.
“Explain?” My voice wavered with frustration. “You promised to give them away two months ago! Why are they still here?”
Jim sighed, avoiding my eyes. “I couldn’t do it, Violet. I didn’t want to part with them, so I kept them down here. I’ve been taking care of them daily. I thought it wouldn’t be an issue since you didn’t know.”
I stared at him, torn between anger and betrayal. “You hid them, knowing my allergies—and my fear. You lied.”
“I didn’t mean to hurt you. I just couldn’t let them go,” Jim said softly, looking genuinely remorseful.
James and Eloise appeared at the top of the stairs, looking uncomfortable. “We’re so sorry,” James said. “We didn’t know. We just heard noises.”
Eloise stepped in, trying to calm things down. “Maybe we can help find a solution?”
I glanced at Jim, feeling the weight of everything we’d built together wobble beneath me. The rabbits were just a symptom of something deeper, something I wasn’t sure how to fix. But for now, the immediate issue was all I could focus on.
Just then, our other neighbors, Jules and Ethan, knocked on the door, concerned after hearing the commotion. Jim explained the situation, his voice tense. To our surprise, Jules’s face lit up.
“Rabbits? I love rabbits! We’ve got a big yard. Why don’t we take them? You can visit them anytime,” she offered.
Jim’s shoulders sagged in relief. “You’d really do that?”
“Of course,” Ethan chimed in. “We’ll pick them up later today.”
As they left, I turned to Jim, still raw with emotion. “We need to talk about this, Jim.”
“I know,” he said, his voice low. “I should have told you. I just couldn’t bear to give them up. They mean a lot to me.”
“I get that,” I replied quietly. “But keeping this from me wasn’t fair. You put my health at risk.”
He nodded, reaching for my hand. “I’m sorry, Violet. I’ll do better.”
That afternoon, Jules and Ethan returned with a large pet carrier. They gently gathered the rabbits, and I watched as my anxiety slowly lifted with their departure. Jules smiled at me. “We’ll take good care of them. And Jim, feel free to visit whenever you want.”
“Thanks again,” Jim said, his voice filled with gratitude.
That night, our house felt lighter, but there was still an underlying tension between us. Sitting on the couch, I looked at Jim. “This can’t happen again, Jim. We need to be honest with each other.”
He nodded. “You’re right. I never wanted to upset you, Violet.”
A week later, Eloise and James got word that their insurance company was expediting the reconstruction of their home, and soon they would be able to return. As they packed their things, James gave me a heartfelt hug. “We can’t thank you enough for everything.”
“You’ve been wonderful guests,” I replied with a smile. “We’re glad we could help.”
After they left, our house felt quieter, but it also felt more peaceful. The whole ordeal with the rabbits had been a wake-up call for Jim and me. We needed to communicate better, to be more open with each other.
True to his word, Jim visited Jules and Ethan’s house often to see the rabbits. He would come back with stories about their antics, his eyes sparkling with joy. It made me happy to see him still connected to them, without jeopardizing my health.
One evening, Jim came home with an idea. “Jules suggested we get a pet that wouldn’t affect your allergies. How about a fish tank? Something we can both enjoy.”
I smiled, warmed by the thought. “That sounds lovely.”
A few days later, we picked out a beautiful fish tank together, setting it up in our living room. Watching the fish swim gracefully in their new home brought a sense of calm we hadn’t felt in a while.
“This is nice,” Jim said, wrapping his arm around me as we admired our new pets. “Something we both can appreciate.”
“It really is,” I agreed, leaning into him.
In the end, we learned that secrets, no matter how small, can erode trust. But through communication and compromise, we found a way to move forward, building a stronger foundation for our life together.
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