Bedroom Makeoverhill #1

First things first: I am a terrible blogger. You were warned, gentle reader, that I was going to be bad at this - though I don't think either of us expected me to fail this badly. For a person who rocks an awful lot of deadlines in his professional life, I seem to disregard them completely in my blogging life. Yin and yang? Anyhill (see what I did there?), I suppose I am back in the blogging saddle.

Numero deuce: Makeoverhilling is hard work, y'all. Especially around holiday times. To anyone looking to move: do it in August. Sure, you'll probably get heat stroke and some serious moving chafe, but at least you won't have to move, unpack, reacquaint yourself with your new surroundings, learn (the hard way) the dark path from bed to turlet, AND shop for your second cousin's Christmas toe-socks while consuming 4 times your normal daily calories. That has been me all month along: Sluggo-shoppo-unpacko-wrappo-eato-sickopotamus. Welcome to my watering hole.

In between my bouts of shopping and wrapping (shrapping, I guess), I did manage to log some good hours of Makeoverhilling. What I learned from my last apartment (and from reading lots of shelter blogs) is that people tend to put off designing/decorating their bedroom until the end of the move-in process. I have certainly been guilty of it in the past, my logic being: "I'm (presumably) the only person that will really see and enjoy this space, so I should focus my efforts on the more public spaces of my home." Logical, right? Wrong. This time around, it went something like: "P, you're going to be at this a while, so make yourself a happy place, a retreat, and you'll at least have one night spot that'll be the first and last thing you see on either side of your wonky sleep times. Also, you can't camp out on E and K's sofa, so man up and get a bed." Essentially, I took a "Treat Yo'self" attitude towards Makeoverhilling.

So, with my crazy self-talk permission, I decided to tackle my bedroom.

I had a whole folder on my desktop of bedroom ideas and stuff I wanted to buy: the perfect cobalt blue trellis rug, the perfect black iron bed, the perfect black spindle chair, the perfect yellow bedside lamp. All of it went out the e-window. The lamp? Backordered til January. The bed? Out of stock with no expected restock date. The rug? Kind of expensive, even for a "Treat Yo'self." The spindle chair? Without the related lines of the bed, it would be as out of place as me at a football game. The best laid plans...am I right?

What did I have to start with? White dressers (2), white nightstands (2), a fun woven coverlet in the brightest yellow ever (an impulse buy from CB2 for the "guest room" (read: air mattress in the living room) at my old place),  a nifty pendant light that I could certainly use (I love a good pendant or chandelier in the bedroom), and a mattress (no bed frame or headboard, though). And a wall color. I had committed to a wall color: Valspar's "Winter In Paris" with their "Swiss Coffee" as a trim. France and Sweden (and Providence). How to make this stuff work?

2 words: Dash & Albert. 2 more words: striped rug. 2 more words: Tequila Sunrise. It had my pale blue AND the bright yellow. It also had some red, orange, chartreuse, and white. If anyone out there has seen "The Big Lebowski," you will know what I mean when I say that this was the rug that would "tie the room together." This was a rug to wake up to. It's not for everyone, but it's for me. My retreat is candy-colored. Deal with it.

I can fall asleep looking at this. Proof that I can sleep anywhere and under just about any conditions.

Once that was decided, it became incredibly easy to source the rest of the stuff. The white bed is actually a sort of geometric canopy situation that I found at Ikea. With a little editing (aka selective ignorance of the assembly instructions), I left off the top members and ended up with a lovely white fourposter number. Not content with the amputee stump look of the top of the posts, I went in search of finials that could be painted white to match the rest of the bed. What I found at The Home Depot was so much better: unfinished furniture feet. Sure, they're a little overscale, and they don't match the bed, but I think they're perfect. They bring a touch of masculinity to the space, too. A little natural wood really got it away from Lisa Frank territory (not that there's anything wrong with that).

If this bed ever lands upside down, it'll feel right at home on its feet.

Dear Target: I love you.

 Milk (glass knobs): It does a body (-conscious blogger's dresser) good.

Other bedroom additions were: antique blue milk glass knobs for the top drawers on everything, a white Jonathan Adler-esque lamp for the one nightstand (Ha! One Night Stand! Get it???), a yellow mini-trash-can, a yellow "Keep Calm..." print in a natural wood frame, and a white cardboard deer bust. It's "Skittles meets Scandinavian." Skittdinavian.

Keep calm and refrain from telling me that this poster is "soooooo 2009."

This picture is rubbish. Pictured: rubbish.

 All in all, the bedroom turned out swell. I've tastefully cropped the TV out of there, but I'm totally one of those people that watches TV in bed. I like TV. Sue me. On second thought, don't sue me. Instead picture me asleep under my retina-searing yellow coverlet, drooling on my pillow, my TV on (at a very low volume), dreaming my fuschia-unicorn-laden Lisa Frank dreams. Don't you feel superior to me now?

"Magical." - Drew Barrymore

Blog out.
P

Upstairs Bathroom

Remember that beautiful wallpaper? Here it is in all its peeling glory. Note the shower rod attached to the window frame. It was very uneven, creating a pie-shaped showering space.

That problem was easily fixed. We installed the rod above the window and bought an extra-long shower curtain. The curtain took forever to arrive so showering was pretty tricky for a bit.

But the wallpaper... I spent days and days working to remove it without making any progress. I tried DIFF, scraping, vinegar, and that Paper Tiger. The flowered paper peeled off fairly easily only to reveal a second layer in a lovely shade of peach.


Eventually, K sanded away the visible glue and gave the bathroom several coats of soft gloss paint. I was skeptical at first but it really turned out well. None of the walls at Makeoverhill are very smooth anyway. Also, when they took the piece of wall out in the kitchen after the pipe incident we noticed that they had full-on painted over wallpaper a few paint layers down.

Click below to a peak at the finished product. It was difficult to photograph such a tiny space. I think I could have gotten an excellent angle if I removed the bathroom door, but I didn't feel like going to the trouble.

Dining Room Preview

See, I told you things were coming together. While the men were working on the kitchen, my mom and I cleaned and organized. I am really excited that we were able to put down this new Dash and Albert rug. Isn't it brootiful?

You can also see a bit of our newly painted blue banister. The color is called Dutch Licorice and we used it in a few spots around the house. Makeoverhill is a very colorful place, but I think it all works.

The only color I'm really worried about it the white in the carpet. I'm afraid it will get dirty very quickly. We might have to instate a no shoe rule.

~E

Radiators

I know, I know, I need to take pictures. I need a few days! We have been unpacking, working, and dealing with our latest old house problem: the lack of heat in P's apartment.

Thankfully, the issue is a tiny electrical problem that is "fixed" right now and should be really fixed today or tomorrow. After the heating man identified the issue, he asked me if I knew how to maintain the system. I shrugged him, off saying that my husband would figure it out.

This morning, I decided that was a decidedly un-feminist thing to say, so I started reading up on my single pipe steam heat system. It seems like if the system is properly maintained, it is a very efficient way to heat a house. You do not have separate zones, but the radiators stay warm for a while, heating the room after the furnace has turned off. Also, many people prefer steam heat to the dry heat of forced air.

That said, it seems like there is a lot to learn. I am willing to bet that the previous owner did not perform any routine maintenance so I am sure the system needs a bit of a tune-up. The first thing we need is a new air vent. One of P's radiators is missing one and blasted some rusty water against his office wall last night. At least the heat came on, right?

~E