Part One
A little more purple, people
At the door 
Slight turn to the right 
Rockin’ the decorative pillows in the trunk. Oh, yeah 
Right side of the bed 
Scouty graced by O’Keefe
So here’s the thing, I thought I’d be done when the painting was complete and I added back in the linens. Not so. I’m currently on the prowl for some items for the walls that will not compete with Georgia (how many O’Keefes do you need to display before you can call her “Georgia”?).
Part Two
This is the vignette across from the bed. First, I liked having the little chest instead of the big chest beside the mirror. It made the room look bigger. Then I decorated the top of the chest.
Then.
Then.
Then, I remembered the “$150-Collectible” Museum of Modern Art coffee table book of photographs of Georgia O’Keefe by her husband, the photographer Alfred Stieglitz that I just barely managed not to buy. I looked it up again. IT HAS AN INTRO BY OKEEFE HERSELF. It would look so, so, so, awesome in a book stand on top of the little shelf.
For what it’s worth? My original idea was to buy the book, cut out my favorite photographs, and frame them. I decided this required a consultation. I asked an art history major if I would go to hell for slicing up a MOMA coffee table book. She replied that yes, yes I would. This plan allows for looking at different pictures in the book on demand AND not cutting up the book. (FTR, I also display Cat Stevens jacket art and coffee table books about wine in our home.)
Part Three
This is me, trying to engage in the bathroom humor that I currently find myself in. And failing. Really, I tried.
Above is the corner of the master bathroom. I completely ignored this room during the entire redecorating plan. Betsie advised playing down the Jersey Buttercream tile by painting the room off-white. The painter misunderstood my notes and painted it mauve. By the time I walked in, he was done with the room. And I was so overwhelmed by the incredible beauty of yet! more! mauve!, I decided to leave it be. Then, of course, I started scheming about how to enhance the mauve.
So, here’s the thing. It took a global pandemic before I was willing to leave my house in anything other than an ankle-length dress (yup, including weekends. yup, including to the grocery store. yup, including to the park.). But, I still can’t show you pictures of my bathroom in its current state. It feels… immodest to display a toilet without a tank or lid.
Folks that knew me in high school would nod. Folks that knew me in college would laugh aloud. I’m complicated. I’m good with that.
Let me use a few hundred words to convey one very disorganized bathroom.
- Do not begin a home maintenance project at 5:30 PM on a Sunday evening when no one has had dinner yet.
- Do not assume that cutesy phrases decorating clever, geometric packaging that’s meant to make you feel comfortable about buying and installing a bidet are a substitute for, y’know, ever having seen one before, much less ever having installed one.
- When you buy a new toilet seat that has fancy features like “a slow, silent” close lid, assume that it’s going to have more parts than a regular toilet seat and it’s going to take longer to install.
- And! when you strip the threads that attach the water supply to the tank? It’s all over but the singing. But not necessarily the crabbing. Remember that part about how no one has had dinner yet?
My bathroom is now in a million, immodest pieces.
However, super, super, super cute decorations are on their way! I’ve been singing the praises of Etsy lately. Because as soon as that room became mauve, I went all-in. So much so that I am braving a store tonight for the first time since COVID-19 to buy parts for a toilet.
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