Not only did Bournemouth boast those amazing beach huts but it also had some rather lovely flowers in the park. I seem to have a bit of an obsession with taking pictures of flowers....
Thursday, 16 June 2011
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Tuesday, 31 May 2011
Our bathroom is gross. The previous owner did a lovely job of making the flat look lovely. Fresh paint, nice carpets, etc. However, what they failed to do in a tiny bathroom with no window is use bathroom paint. The result is a bathroom with mouldy paint pealing off the ceiling. No photos, it's minging. Anyway, over the weekend I have been collecting pictures for Pinterest for my dream bathroom.
I like this Farrow and Ball colour for the the ceiling and border along the walls. It's called 'Arsenic', what a great name for a colour.
I so, so want this for the floor. Being a miniscule bathroom it can't possibly cost us too much to do. Can it?
These ever-so pretty floor tiles are from here.
Or, can I just have this bathroom please? Light, airy, pretty and it has a window.
Check out this beautiful blog for more lovely interiors. I would LOVE this lady's house. Not sure my husband would be so pleased with it though.
Other inspiring bathrooms...
I am a big lover of green and I love the green raindrops on the wall. (From here). Although, I originally found the image on The Seventy Tree's Pinterest.
I love, love, love the floor in this bathroom. I think I could spend forever just staring at the floor. Again, originally found from The Seventy Tree's Pinterest, but the original was linked from this page.
Oh, and who would like a bath in their bedroom?
We stayed here the week before our wedding. It was the best bath I have ever had.
Sunday, 29 May 2011
I have, in the past year or so, developed a rather keen interest in interiors and not necessarily my own. Even though we have had our flat for about 4 and a half years, we have only (relatively) recently worked out how to put our own (my) stamp on it. We came to regret many hasty furniture buying decisions made in the 'oh crap we have an empty flat and nothing to put in it' time of our lives. A turbulent trip to IKEA later and we ended up with a mish-mash of stuff that just didn't represent us at all.
Over the past twelve months we have got rid of (sold on Gumtree, donated to charity) much of the original furniture we bought. The only purchases we were genuinely pleased with was our sofa (even if it is too big for the front room) and our bed frame (a lovely Victorian-esque white framed beauty from Marks and Spencer's), along with a dipped and stripped old wooden chest of drawers. The flat is coming together nicely, but I am still not 100% happy with it. This is largely due to three factors:
* Time to hunt out perfect pieces
* A complete clash of tastes between myself and the Husband.
Now, a short discussion on the final point. My husband likes new. I like old. He would happily sit in a new (spider free) build house full of brand new bought on a one day only shopping trip pieces of furniture. I, however, would rather use crappy bits of donated/adapted to the job furniture until lovely, stylish, last a lifetime pieces are found. Much to the Husbands displeasure, the times I have bought home aforementioned pieces of furniture he has liked them quite a lot. The trick is, not to tell him from the off it's from a charity shop/flea market/carboot sale. My argument always is 'if you saw it in Habitat you'd love it'.
One example is our coffee table. Had he been with me he would have ademently not liked it and refused to have it in the house. However, I was out on my own, we needed a replacement for the horror of an Ikea coffee table and this was perfect and very reasonably priced...
A stylish, timeless sewing table. Multi-functional and it looks good. I bought it from here. A treasure trove of everything and anything, you can while away hours in here just looking through all the old postcards and photos. It doesn't, however, go entirely well with the rather un-aesthetically pleasing X-Box in the background.
It's taken me a while, but I have managed to persuade him that we should spend time finding something we really love rather than something that merely serves a purpose. My conclusion? He should just leave all of it to me!