First Impressions

 

When people walk into your home, how are they greeted? Is it with a pile of shoes and evidence of a busy, active home? Or are you striving for a Pottery Barn-esque entryway? As your guests walk through your home and get comfortable, there is inevitably, THE bathroom that becomes the guest bathroom. Maybe you only have one bathroom, and it serves double or triple duty. If you’re like me, there is the quintessential “powder room”. The bathroom that is maintained just a bit more, in case guests stop by and always looks ready.

My powder room started in a blah blank place. The people we purchased our home from where ‘flippers’ and they were motivated to make the house as universally appealing as possible. And while they certainly succeeded, it’s not how I would love the room. Mr. Plaid and I look to do our own reno projects someday, to the kitchen and bathroom(s), but that takes dollars and skills, both of which… well, we’re progressing on in our own time.

For the powder room, I would love to see the manufacture-grade cabinet/sink combo be replaced with a lovely pedestal sink, it would take up less space but make more of an impact.

 

 

The mirror above the cabine-sink is huge, actually takes up the entire wall on that side from left to right and sits under a row of bulb lights. We all know the ones I’m talking about. They are unflattering and a pain to clean? You know the ones?

Basic, basic, basic

Basic, basic, basic

I would replace those with a lovely pair of (flattering) lower-watt sconces that would be soft enough that could be left on during dinner parties without being obtrusive. Like these:

SchoolHouse Electric

Schoolhouse Electric

But until then, I am left with two Kohl canvas finds and a trip to the big box store on the hunt for paint.

 

My first thought was to embrace my desire for color and bold tones in the house, so I thought a goldenrod or even orange would do the trick.

Not so Golden

Not so Golden

That got vetoed. Fast.

Still trying to choose

Still trying to choose

So I went and tried to find an interesting enough color that still was vibrant and inviting, while trying to make the space feel bigger. Let me just confess something here, paint color picking, is hard for me. Not only because of my commitment issues, but because I put a lot of pressure on the color. For some of my rooms and progress with making my house a home, paint and the color I choose is the main player until more aspects of the room can be brought together. It’s not an all or nothing. Every project and DIY effort is in flux and changing. I still have plans for my buffet, or that damn bar tray. I bake Macarons at least once a month, trying new flavors and colors, getting the Pied just right and the softness perfect.

Still trying to convince him

Still trying to convince him

Anyway, I am rambling. “Waiter… more coffee please!!”

Back to my color dilemma. As you can see, Mr. Plaid helped choose a more man-friendly color, and since I wanted him to continue encouraging my d├ęcor endeavors, I obliged the blue-grey and dove right in.

Gray?

Gray?

Let me tell you, cutting in and taping that room, was a pain. In my neck, my back, and metaphorically, my ass.

Good prep does make a job easier

Good prep does make a job easier

Cut and tape

Cut and tape

But, the quick change was welcome and continues to be a bright spot.

Not too shabby

Not too shabby

Thanks for reading, we love comments and feedback!

-jenn

 

 

Less is More…

Keep it simple stupid.

As the craft room has taken shape over the course of the last few weeks, what started out as a place of inspiration and color became more of an understated and simple vibe. Which, in its own right, IS inspiring. But I get distracted… let’s talk turkey. And by that I mean, table. Let’s talk Craft Table.

It looks smart

It looks smart

I’ve gotten into a bit of trouble with crafting in inappropriate places around the house. Apparently, painting on the kitchen table isn’t the best of places… who knew?? And while I have a garage ready for the crafting, it’s flipping COLD in there right now and I won’t even bother. So, the obvious thing to do was set myself up with a suitable workspace in-house where I wouldn’t be horrified if it became a bit banged up, but still would look presentable to guests (if those even exist).

Bun Feet, painted gold

Bun Feet, painted gold

The idea of a pull-out craft table came, more than likely, in a drunken brainstorming session. Shannon and I text more than we probably really talk, and drunken texting leads to drunken brainstorming. We talked about my needs for storage, something guest-friendly (ie. quick to clean up or make it appear clean), and not insanely expensive. So, IKEA. The Expedit shelf, to be precise. Shannon happened to have a spare one (that’s a post in the making there!!). We ‘drafted’ plans that would be the most epic craft table. It would slide out to form a larger work space and collapse when company was over. Genius, right??? I would cover the outside with decorative paper. There would be bun feet, to elevate the piece above the floor, so cute.

Paper waiting for the right project

Paper waiting for the right project

Well, the day finally came for the Expedit to be delivered (along with our own IKEA trip). We carried it up the stairs (hilarious!) and into the room. We installed the feet, everything was going according to the sketches and overly-contemplated plan. Once flipped and moved around the room a bit, we finally found the perfect spot. I’m telling you, it’s so cute and perfect!! Tucked in with the corner by the window, with the right amount of filtered natural light to help illuminate my horrible drawings and sketches.

Natural light makes me happy!

Natural light makes me happy!

I took a step back as we prepped for the next step: papering the outside of the table. And then, all of a sudden, it seemed complete. Perfect. Just as it should be. The idea of adding paper to the outside seemed like it would take away more than it would add. Installing the extending portion of the table gave me the impression it would just complicate things and make my pretty nook, ugly and busy. So… we did what only made sense, we scrapped the rest of the plan. In Shannon’s words “too bad we didn’t figure that out before we primered the legs”. Yes. If only. But here’s the thing, at least we figured it out. It was obvious. Not the way painting the closet purple seemed like the most natural fit, that was a hard one that I stared at for quite a while. But this: the table, the expedit, left no doubt. It was done. Add baskets, stow away my supplies, add a few other Ikea finds and BOOM, she’s a beaut!! And she’s all mine!

I feel watched... in a good way

I feel watched… in a good way

As I sit here, in my newly semi-furnished craft room, typing away, I actually feel legit. Not like, quit my job-legit, but… inspiring-legit. And that makes me… effing thrilled. Is it 5 o’clock yet? I need a celebratory beverage!

-jenn

Gettin' Crafty With It!!

Gettin’ Crafty With It!!