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Me and My Drill

I had a summer goal of re-doing the screened porch. It was even written on a post-it note, which is as good as set in stone.

Summer goals.

Summer goals.

It didn’t happen. I know summer isn’t over yet, but I feel the end barreling down on me like an oncoming train. School starts early this year, and August is just about here. My goals are as good as dead.

I stared down the list of un-done projects and thought: “The bathroom!” I can paint it during nap-time, one wall at a time, and it really is in need of attention.

This is the beginning.

This is the beginning.

The ceiling was stained with old water damage and the walls were a refreshing minty green. Perfect for a “York Peppermint Patty” commercial, but not really the look I was after.

I borrowed a paint sample of Benjamin Moore’s Museum Piece from my friend’s recent dining room project (view it here) and tried it out in my bathroom. It was gorgeous against the tile and I decided to use it. I painted the ceiling Benjamin Moore’s Antique Glass, which is greenish-blue, with the shimmery look of sea glass, to add a pop of color.

Ceiling done in Benjamin Moore's Antique Glass.

Ceiling done in Benjamin Moore’s Antique Glass.

I wrestled some time out of the days and got to work. I found a wire shelf from France at a consignment shop.

A wire shelf.

My French wire shelf.

I hung a different shelf, that I had bought at Lowe’s at least four months ago for hanging towels, on the opposite wall.

Me and my drill.

Feeling very studly.

I bought a shower curtain and rod to hang in front of the shower doors, both for privacy, and to conceal all of the plungers hanging out in the shower. When your husband brings home the softest, thickest, most luxuriant toilet paper money can buy, you will have at least one plunger hanging out in the shower.

Hiding the plungers.

Hiding the plungers.

There is a gaping hole, between the vanity and the wall, that I refer to as “the pit of despair.” This vanity is on the hit list, but not just yet.

The pit of despair.

The pit of despair.

The bathroom is much improved. I am always amazed at what a little thrift store art and paint can do to spruce up a space.

View from the hall.

View from the hall.

Mixing the finishes in the art gives the bathroom a European, carefree attitude. I love that! It is totally unexpected. Assembling and hanging a shelf on my own? Also totally unexpected. And nap-time? Nap-time is a glorious time of day around here.

© copyright 2013 Mariam d’Eustachio at Simply Turquoise.

Modernizing My Mom and Her Bathroom.

The 1960’s was generally an unfortunate time for houses. Mad Men aside, I cannot quite bring myself to embrace this era. Something was lost in the necessary transition from houses only for the wealthy, to houses for the rising middle class, and now available for the masses. Even the earlier era catalog houses from Sears, modest in scale, still had some charm.

The Blue Bathroom Before.

The Blue Bathroom in my own mother’s house, before.

There is no need to dwell on this photo. You can see the horror for yourself.

Gutted to the studs.

Gutted to the studs.

The bathrooms in these homes are not only cramped, but come in any color of the rainbow. I wish I could figure out what the goal for bathrooms of this era was: “Hooray! We have indoor plumbing! Let’s make it pink!”or “blue!” or “avocado!” Or maybe the thinking was: “Have no fear! Your guests will be blinded by the brightest, shiniest tile and not see a single spec of dirt or stray hair!” In any case, this one bathroom in particular had to go. There was no band-aid solution and it needed to be gutted. The End.
The bathroom team.

The bathroom team, Oscar and Douglas (from left to right).

The contractor, Douglas Barreras, was ruthless in this renovation. He took no prisoners. The craftsmanship and care were evident throughout the whole process. As with any old house, there were a few unexpected glitches, and yet they finished on time and on budget. This is a rare combination in the world of renovation and I am carefully storing away his information for future use, or for anyone who sends me an e-mail asking for his contact information.

Tile set on the diagonal.

Tile set on the diagonal.

Setting the tile on the diagonal will trick the eye into thinking the space is larger than it actually is.

Greenboard on the walls, a new vanity and grout.

Greenboard on the walls, a new vanity and grout.

An open vanity adds a little storage, but helps the bathroom feel spacious.

Bathroom accent tile.

Accent tile.

The paint color is Benjamin Moore's Wedgewood Grey.

The paint color is Benjamin Moore’s Wedgewood Gray.

The paint color is Benjamin Moore’s Wedgewood Gray from the “Historical Colors” collection. This collection often provides my go-to colors. The medicine cabinet was set into the wall and is completely mirrored, both inside and out. It came from Ikea and provides a lot of extra storage. The Asian-inspired prints over the commode are stolen from another part of the house and while the commode is not a Toto,  it is supposed to be just as good: an American Standard Champion 4. (Toto is the ONLY brand of toilet I ever buy. In fact, I hear singing  in my head when I think of the Toto toilet and even once asked for one for Christmas. Sadly, I did not get my wish.)

Closet wall.

Closet wall.

The towel bars are hanging on a wall that was cut back about six inches to create space for towels. This space is taken from the adjacent linen closet that opens into the hallway. The added room allows the door to open all the way and helps the bathroom feel much bigger.

The new bathroom.

The new bathroom.

It took my dear mom about fifteen years, prodding by her dearest friend, suggestions of adding rooms and porches and other made-up renovations until this little bathroom project did not seem so bad after all, for her to take the plunge. Now lets hope it is not another fifteen years before she decides to tackle the pink bathroom right under it.

© copyright 2013 Mariam d’Eustachio.