Showing posts with label bath. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bath. Show all posts

Thursday, February 3, 2011

Hall Bath Inspiration...FINALLY

Hi cupcakes!  It's Friday....so you know what that means...Inspiration Fridays, now at the Picket Fence.  Meet me over there for some great pics.




With some good old fashioned encouragement from you guys (thanks bunches btw)...I spent some time last night trying to put a plan in place for the hall bath.
 
Ok girlies, I will paint the darn cabinet.  I'm skeered to screw it up, but i figure it's better than that awful orange.  

I'm sticking to the color family in my inspiration for the house that hangs in my bath - but going deeper hues since it's the boys bath.  Are you tired of looking at her? I promise you will only have to look at her 100 more times until the house is done. promise.  (And thanks to Megan - I now know the artist...and not at all surprised that we share tastes in art)


And i do believe i picked the most expensive bath art out there in my board below. Seriously, how do i do that?? These are from Ballards.  I try to not even go to that site unless i have money to burn - and i don't - so I need knock-offs and i need y'all to help me find them.  Megan - you're good at this (hint hint) Subtle aren't I?  So here's my polyvore on the hall bath...first, the bath again...and...where it's headed!  I'm super excited.  I can't believe i have a plan...




Note the beadboard behind the pics here...yep - doing that too.  I have no original ideas - but i can sure steal 'em!  That was a great idea for the wall.

Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Mothers and their opinions....and a before shot of the bathroom


Mother:  "When did you decide to stop cutting your hair?"

Me:  "I didn't stop cutting it.  I'm letting it grow out."
Mother: "Did Vance tell you to do that?"
Me: "No...I made the decision all by my 41 year old self"
Mother: "Well...it makes your 41 year old self look older than 41."
Me: sigh.

I so wish I was making that scene up. 

Anyway...on to other things that she can critique later - like my bathroom reno that needs to get underway.


Here is what i affectionately call the bowling alley.  It feels that way to me - with that long expanse of wall on the left.




Sadly, this is not the true before...it's just ugly still.  The true before would have shown you lemon yellow walls but fortunately for YOU my computer crashed awhile back and took that unpleasantness with it.  This is the after where i couldn't decide on a paint color and slapped the family room paint on it - which of course - is blue.


Let's break down this sad bath..






I know. I know.  You're thinking I'm a design diva. I can't even type that with a straight face.  

Anyway.

There are a few things that i'm ok with in here.  The mirror.  And the dark hamper. Oh, and that vanity tray with the goodies on top.  That's about it.  And you really can't even tell what the hamper looks like but trust me, it's all PB knock off cute from Target.


Everything else gives me a headache. It's a hodgepodge of mixing houses together and forcing things in there and nothing matches and i hate it.  HATE IT.  Hate the lamp, hate the soap canister, hate the candle, hate the shower curtain. hate the orange cabinet. hate the ...well you get the idea. And i have no clue what to do.  Seriously.  

I just know it needs to be crisp, clean,   I have become smitten with crisp.  Like these.


                                             from Maillardville Manor
                        
                        RMS - love this. A lot.


And then, there's my Heather Chadduck bath...but i'm realizing that i'm already over the map thing.  And I'm thinking it's little too rustic now.
 



And there was a time not too long ago when we bought this...and this was supposed to be the jumping off point for the colors all through the house. And this ain't goin' away. I love it. It's over my tub and I realized that i kept straying away from it because i was trying to make all the old stuff work.  And it's not going to. So it's all going away. All the burgundy, olive, dark stuff - gone.




New House.
New Marriage.
New Look.


as cheaply as i can get by with it. ahem. and as long as i can hide the evidence, i mean receipts, we should be good.