Powder Room Blues

Even houses with good bones have problem areas. To give credit to the designers and decorators of this space, they made some bold and rather fabulous paint choices. The red in the dining room and the Spice or Pumpkin in the Master Bedroom are bold, daring and absolutely beautiful.

But then it all went terribly wrong.

For real dawg? I mean really, there are just no other words.

When my realtor sent me these pictures I told her that I could work with every color in the house except the black stripes in the powder room, which she corrected as dark navy blue and not black. Well alrighty then, I stand corrected. But black or blue, it was still an ugly as 'H-word', two-toned, striped mess and needed to be addressed.

When I showed these pics to my Granny telling her that this space would be the very first one that I would deal with, she told me to consider wallpaper. Immediately I had visions of ghastly 70's wallpaper with velvet insets. My palms got sweaty and my throat got dry at the thought and I told her that, "No offense, but wallpaper is really not my thing." And for that, I owe my old, wise Granny an apology. Out and about one day, I spotted an elegant and refined paisley scrolled pattern in black and gold. Wallpaper here I come! I'm a do it yourself-er because I like to see the work of my hands, but I caution you that hanging wall paper is no joke. Several days, multiple re-starts (cause you have to make sure the patterns match and who knew that walls are not perfectly angled?) one pulled shoulder and a considerable amount of ice and heat packs later, I was done. Uncle Milty put up crown molding so that it would be consistent with the rest of the house, I found a more complimentary mirror, we changed all the fixtures and hung a few knick-knacks and voila:

Powder Room Blues no more.

Deuces!

Funky I.