✍✎ It's Freewheelin' Friday! ☄✒
Dedicated to Artistic Endeavors of all Sorts
☝It ended with this ☝
☟and started with that ☟
my first floor powder room.
Or, more accurately, it started with my mother's advice back in my new bride/ house hunting days: "You want the laundry room on the first floor."
3o years, 3 houses & 9 years of prep school campus housing, sharing a far-end-of-the-former-dormitory W&D with 12 fellow faculty & administrators later,
3o years, 3 houses & 9 years of prep school campus housing, sharing a far-end-of-the-former-dormitory W&D with 12 fellow faculty & administrators later,
~~VOILA~~
That is, voila after 3 color changes on the cabinets
& 2 on the walls,
plus a visit from my favorite plumber & electrician, who also hauled those suckers from the basement.
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Then I got to the fun stuff.
I framed my lifetime collection of Playbills.
This took weeks because I re-read them all.
Broadway over the toilet; Boston productions to the left of the window; opera & summer stock to the right; 5 years of Wilmington, DE, Playhouse road companies behind the door, & ballet to the left.
This took weeks because I re-read them all.
Broadway over the toilet; Boston productions to the left of the window; opera & summer stock to the right; 5 years of Wilmington, DE, Playhouse road companies behind the door, & ballet to the left.
The powder-cum laundry room has an odd little tub/shower, too. I re-hung the curtain I made featuring my favorite e.e. cummings poem, i carry your heart with me, as well as the vintage Coke tray from my mother-in-law.
The backsplash holds the shots of our harbor during a hurricane. My sea glass gets tossed into the used vigil light container I recycled from church.
Have I mentioned MacKenzie~Childs?
6 years ago it was 17 degrees the day I hiked across 3 avenues & up15 streets to meander through their Manhattan showroom for Easter gifts (bunny finger puppets).
I snagged the Courtly Check Enamelware cup for myself & 5 years later brought it into the laundry room from my office where it had been accompanying the Mackenzie-Childs shopping bag I use as a trash basket.
I screwed the cheesy, cheap, white knobs back on the cabinets. Lightbulb Moment #1 sent me to my office for a Magic Marker & gold felt tip pen.
Nearly a year after the project, my sister gave me the soap dish. Lightbulb Moment #2 hit me last month. I sat at my desk staring at the box the soap dish arrived in & sneezed. I got up to get Kleenex from the powder-cum laundry room.
24 hours later I'd removed the oval logo with an X-acto knife, slathered on 3 coats of polyurethane and transferred the tissues.
Serendipity
I used a local Laundromat as a prop in The Chick Palace. I know Johanna & Lilly would get a kick out of this space.
Now if I could just remember to take the tissues out of my pockets before I do the wash.
Now if I could just remember to take the tissues out of my pockets before I do the wash.
5 comments:
This is great. You make it all look so easy.
Easy and beautiful! And fun to read about.
Hmmmm Really? Now I think you should move the laundry room to the second floor because I moved ours from the send floor(needed the room for new baby) INTO the basement...Now I see why previous owners had moved the laundry to the second floor...where the clothes are ;-) I might add that non of my laundry rooms or bathrooms are nearly as put together as yours.
The most fun story I have heard in a while. This is how it happens -- over the years, little lightbulb moments -- and why I have such a hard time throwing ANYTHING out.
OMG -- just noticed the title. Memories of Family Circle!
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