Love (parts of) the one you’re with.

Rachel’s old bathroom was like Hollywood, in the fact that it seemed all glittery and magical from afar.  But have you actually been to Hollywood?  It’s a little scary.  I have a friend who was assaulted there, in the middle of the day, with her children beside her.  Yikesness. Same thing going on here. Minus the terrifying assault, of course.  That fabulous starry wallpaper is actually a poorly done stenciling job, the vintage pink sink had an unstoppable leak and would have required ordering custom-made parts to fix nothankyou, and everything else was broken or on the verge of breaking.

So Rachel helped it go gray gracefully.  But, she didn’t get rid of all the pink!  There’s still a few bits of it here and there, and it actually looks quite nice with the gray.  Check it out on her blog New At The Newmans, and see more of the before here.


So, don’t feel like you have to gut your bathroom down to the studs if it needs a change.  Here’s another example of that from Sharon at Life After Empty Nest.  Obviously, her bathroom needed something.  Or less of somethings.  Like the wallpaper, that weird lattice ‘privacy’ wall and the curtain that looked like a sloppy bedsheet at best. And that tile, right?  Wrongo!  She actually loved the tile, and I have to say, it looks pretty cool next to the deep colors she used in her simplified after. Ahhh.  Check out her blog for more!


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  1. Thanks for featuring our bathroom today! It looks so much “Better After”!
    xoxo

  2. I love the color, mirror and sink area. Great job on the bathroom remodel!

  3. Looks amazing!!

  4. I lived behind an apartment complex where some guy did he same drag race thing as you mentioned every night at midnight.
    The walls even shook. I finally put my coat over my nightgown and hid in the bushes and got his license #. Called the dept of transportation, got his name, called his landlord and voila! No more drag racing.

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