I feel I must defend myself before you see these pictures. This furniture is old, the bed was purchased in 1996 at a garage sale, it was brand new the man selling it built it but it was a garage sale nonetheless. After moving it 6 times is has seen better days. The dressers are from Ikea, purchased in 98, the “night stands” umm, there is no way around this one, they are TV trays. Bedding was a Christmas gift in 98, this was/is the most expensive set of bedding I have ever had. My Mom dropped $600 dollars for it and dear god if this is not a testament to you get what you pay for I don’t know what is. The sheets were retired about 5 years ago though, they didn’t last as long as the coverlet and shams, but I digress. My taste when I moved into my first house (in 99 ) was much different than it is today. I’m embarrassed to say it was a little on the side of french country. I was very into blue and yellow (shows the still surviving couch and love seat in the basement- cannot wait to burn them both!) and the house I lived in sort of lent itself to that style. This set was really cute in the bedroom in that house. I had it painted just the right shade of yellow, there was a sliding glass door with crisp white sheers and sage green velvet tab top panels over the top. It was awesome, I loved it… then. I do not love it now. The room is stark, blah and we are just so over it. There is no mood, no feeling, no art, nothing that is us, just throw back the covers and pass out, your brain is dead from lack of inspiration.
So, without further ado… I’ve included a shot of our bathroom as well since I am going to do some work in there too. In an upcoming post I will talk about what we have planned for our grown up room.