Who can tell me about the wallpaper in this adorable bathroom? I cannot seem to identify it, nor can I remember where I found the photo. Also, can someone please send over a small cast iron tub painted red? No reason.
Am I the last person to read this? I think so. But I’m fairly sure I’m the first person to read it with a yogurt snack and Diet Coke.
I’m going to need Molly to go ahead and write another book, because I finished this one way too quickly. It is excellent. I cried. Then I made a list of the recipes in the book that I wanted to try first. I can’t wait to get started.
Buy it here.
I’ve moved on to bedrooms. Here’s a bit of that awesome bargain console table you see in the previous entry.
I am really enjoying how that top book describes the before pic.
I found this vintage butterfly chair (the kind that doesn’t fold and is awesome) on craigslist in Atlanta, and Allison picked it up for me yesterday.
Ten dollars. TEN.
If anyone has another one, please send it over. I need two for my yarden.
Next up, the cutest table you can buy for $39:
Hurry, they’re on clearance! I got the last two at my local Pier 1.
And finally, an unrelated picture of Lori holding a, um, mushroom in Target. Please do not buy this, even if it is a bargain.
A bossy Canadian insisted that I put up a before and after side-by-side picture, so here you go:
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Wow, you people and the nice things you say about my kitchen. You are all invited over for dinner.
The poor tile guy accidentally scratched the counter with his bucket the other week and had to come back yesterday morning to buff it out. He also used the word “dramastically” in all seriousness. Good times. We messed up the pristine kitchen further with some inaugural chicken curry. And I learned a new thing about the floors, which is that they still look clean even when they are filthy with trampled cilantro and spice mixes. Yay!
And now, some before pictures from way back:
And from a few weeks ago:
PS, Lori the 10 cent designer has taken more pictures of our house and styled it so beautifully I am never letting her leave. Go see here.
The Great Reveal:
More here. Lori took all of the photographs you see here and above, and styled the room. She is fabulous in eighteen different ways.
It is even more beautiful than you can imagine, in person. NEXT ROOM.
Internet, forgive the smug expression, but I have done it. I have found and installed into my kitchen several hundred 2 inch by 6 inch tiles. In this town. BAM.
Tomorrow: Grout. THE END.
(But then! The 10 Cent Designer is coming over. For a week. From Canada. Watch this space.)
Y’all, I am almost there. The end is neeeeeear!
I am having tile cut into the size I want. I was inching into crazypants territory about getting exactly the right thing, and I can’t be worrying about it anymore. Thus, the backsplash goes in early next week. And then…WE REST.
What, like you never primed your kitchen floor with no shoes on.
Two things remain in the Great Kitchen Redo: 1) tile the backsplash, and 2) paint the floor. If you would read those two items aloud in your best Mr. Miyagi voice, Daniel-san, I would appreciate it.*
Despite a valiant effort and a near-foolproof plan, Evany and I were not able to secure 2 boxes of overstock Heath Tile for the backsplash. Evany and her intrepid boyfriend Marco trekked out to Sausalito on Saturday to see what they could find, and after several fruitless (but hilarious) phone conferences, we had to give up. It’s probably for the best, considering that if they had found something, Evany was instructed by the Heathens (!) to swaddle each individual tile in bubble wrap, then ship them to me via UPS. I could probably tile my backsplash in Swarovski crystals for fewer dollars.
So while I think up Tile Plan B, which includes finding somewhere, anywhere, in the continental US that carries 2″ x 6″ tile (WHY? WHY DON’T YOU HAVE ANY, MONROE?), I’ll be over here painting the floor and scouring your town for ceramic tile. Let me know if you find any down at the local quarry.
*Crane pose optional.
