Sunday, August 3, 2014
My bathroom is finally (mostly) finished!! Just a few more touches. We need some kind of towel accoutrement and a bit more storage in the form of another little cabinet above the toilet...because we're weird and cut our own hair and therefore need the double mirror action to see the back of our heads...
That was too much information for you, I think.
Here is the first before, from a previous post:
The story goes that John and I started renting this fantastic little California bungalow in an amazing neighborhood. Just the two of us and a basset hound. We rented for about seven years and then started dropping hints that we wanted to buy it. So we bought a 783 sqft bungalow in LA County. And as soon as all the paperwork was signed, I started tearing that bathroom apart. It's the only bathroom! (Unless you count the random working toilet in the basement).
The first thing I did was rip out the floor. That heinous vinyl flooring was the bane of my existence. Always looked dirty and smelled!
Once the floor was done, the evil cabinet from hell had to go. It was made of particle board which is the stupidest product to make a bath cabinet out of. It absorbed water like a sponge! And it smelled. Once the cabinet was gone, we had to reconfigure the plumbing for the new pedestal sink. It took almost a week to retrofit all the pipes and such.
We also installed the baseboard, which I wanted to be simple pine boards. I loved the gray with the pine and the vintage floor!
I purchased some rounded tiles and installed them along the seam.
Here's the finished bathroom. Please forgive the photography, it's an east facing room and nearly impossible to photograph!
After all that, we still had a shower with plastic walls and whatever nonsense was hidden below. I was pretty sure it was some type of gargoyle who was nice to me as long as I fed it water through the gaps in the plastic.
So, with the help of my mother, we found someone willing to tear it all out and fix the weird gerrymandered crazy builds.
And we found some odd stuff. Like the joist under the old cast iron tub was cut to install the plumbing. As joists go, probably an important one. You can kind of see it in this pic...it's where the black micrphone looking drain thing is:
So apart from the stress, and the fact that our extra toilet decided not to work the day before demo, which led to us discovering that we probably have a septic tank for just that plumbing, which led to me sleeping at a friend's house for two weeks, everything turned out pretty swell!
The shower curtain is a drop cloth we grommeted and I hand hemmed in place. I stitched two rows of dotted lines in cream. So you can only see it if you're looking. I really wanted a linen curtain, but they were $200! This one was $9 and looks almost the same. The vanity is from Lowes. I refinished the old red stained situation with chalk paint. You can read about that here.
Now the rest of my house looks like crap. Which is sort of ironic, I think.
Monday, July 28, 2014
I've been researching some plants to keep indoors, my boho living room feeling sparse without the plants that dot so many inspiration photos. Fiddle leaf fig? Philodendron?
(fiddle leaf fig)
I'll probably err on the side of cacti, as I have been successful in growing and propagating them in the past. And how lovely is this?
Here are a few more pics that make me happy and have me heading to our local nursery:
An olive tree inside? Never would've thought...
All pics and their sources can be found on my Indoor Plants! Pinterest board.
Monday, June 16, 2014
I once had a doctor, dead over one hundred years, tell me, through a channel, that I like to be surrounded by color because inside I am full of color. Well, thank you, doctor, I absolutely enjoy being surrounded by color and I will take your word for it about my insides. From that point on, I never made excuses about the brightly colored house I was painting, not even when the Sears deliveryman thought I was racist for "remembering" him until he saw my lime green hallway and replied, "Yes, I have been here before, I remember." Not when my friends think my husband is going to leave me because whatever project I show them is too colorful or too bold or too whatever they were implying. And certainly not when people try to talk me out of the brighter color and to consider something more neutral. No! Lime and chartreuse and shocking pink forever! See: my insides, bitches!
So when I came home after seeing this pin on the pinterest and proceeded to just go for it, the only thing that actually surprised me was that I wasn't like this in all aspects of my life.
Here's a before. I took this pic because my friend was telling me she wished she could finish a project she was working on so I immediately took a pic of my terrible, no good, very bad bedroom. (Also I refinished that frame, move the agave block print and squared off the missing plaster).
So here's the after. No time for during. I was too fast and too sure of the outcome.
So, yeah, I'm impulsive design-wise and it's because I am confident in that area. That wall's two corners have a flat roof above and after eighty some years has been repaired and plastered so much it's bumpy and wavy and less a wall than a hallucination. But paint black spots on it and you can no longer see the imperfections, the white actually drops back leaving the black in the foreground making the wall seem square and perfect and lovely. (I don't owe $18,000 in student loans for nothin').
At the same time I became obsessed with black dots, I received an email from Joss and Main about a bohemian stuff sale. And I love bohemian stuff! I haven't been able to find the page, but somehow my brain managed to have a cache of the pic on my phone. No idea how that happened.
1 yard of fabric, 4 yards of pom pom trim and a whole bunch of hand made tassels. Also a mirror that I already owned. (Tassel tutorials abound! Find one you like!)
I cleaned out my random yarn stash and just got busy. I also used embroidery floss that I bought at a yard sale making sure it didn't match. I hate it when things match. Obviously.
Here's the mostly finished peek at my bedroom. The ONE space I never even started. Even my closets are more interesting than my bedroom was. I eventually recovered the basset tuffet with a grey Ikea fabric. It's the means with which Barkley gets on and off the bed and it needed some action. Also, I really need to paint that bedside table, but more likely I will get rid of it and replace it with something less. It looks like an anvil in there.
So, what've we learned here, Bootsi? Maybe in the future we just go for whatever makes us happy? Standing on my bed, covered in black paint and feeling really good about what I was creating not giving one second over to any doubts or negativity or fears, just existing in the moment. Because failure is no biggie. Mistakes are a part of life, they are what make us interesting. So, go for it and do the thing you're afraid of. And if you do make a mistake, there's always black paint.
Monday, June 9, 2014
Like that gorgeous natural dip-dyed drop cloth above!
And turmeric dye! (That extra "r" seems new to me).
Also, Vintage Hmong fabric!
(Magical Thinking by UO sold out)
Which led to these tassels!
And then my cousin pinned Wide Washi tape! The link is for 4" wide, but the shoppe also sells 8"!
And then, because my mind makes no sense, tiny swimming pools!
In my mind they all make sense together, I swear.
Wednesday, June 4, 2014
So, here we stand, me trying to redo a tiny space with little to no inspriation. And you wondering what I'm gonna do about it. First, I need to change my search word from "small" to "tiny" and then I'm gonna try to collect all the prettiest small spaces I can find.
Starting with, bedrooms! If you have space for a sofa, you are too big!
I have always liked this room, light and lovely. But a bit too lacy for me and my husband. He's not fond of "shabby chic nightmares," which is why I need my own bedroom!
I have a similar problem with my room layout...the bedside table sits a few inches from the dresser. Leaving a funny space. Which is where I keep the dirty clothes. Here it actually looks pretty.
Wow! Gorgeous! Pattern! and art without looking cluttered.
And more wow...this bedroom is in a closet. And surrounded by mirrors...
Still wow, but in a convent sort of way...I wouldn't mind living in this space...Austerity works sometimes...
Oooooh! Put those hands together! It's like the austere metal bed, with the glam and color! Perfect!
This room is entirely too impractical for me. But I love it so much. It tells a story to me somehow and makes me want to grab a book and read.
I found a ton more pretty, tiny spaces, but I didn't want to bore you. Especially if you have one of those immense bedroom and you're having trouble filling it with furniture. My plight must sound downright quaint! But if you care, check them out on Pinterest:
Right now I'm working on drawing my room in AutoCAD so I can mess around with the space and then also have a design to show my husband. So he knows how long we'll be sleeping in the living room...