Wednesday, August 28, 2013

OR GO HALFSIES...

Holy cow! I loved the response I got on Facebook to help me pick my wall! Thank you all for your opinions!

However, I'm about to let all of you down and say I'm going in a different direction. I kept looking at all those color options and wishing I absolutely loved any of them, but I just didn't. I thought some were cuter than others... but that was it.

The next day I ran into this photo... from Crate & Barrel (Selling that floating clock)



Gasp! I knew had to have a half yellow wall! So of course, I popped it into my photoshopped hallway and sure enough. That dirty yellow was the answer to all my problems; wanting a bright hallway and my lack of color commitment. Not to mention I use pops of yellow all around the house and it could help pull it all together.

Love it or hate it? 



Monday, August 26, 2013

GO BIG OR GO HOME...

The truth is... I am a girl that is perfectly content with shades ranging from white to black. As many of you have noticed I'm content right there in my gray world. Add some wood elements and some warm textures and I am happy as can be. However, I'm trying to branch out. I figured that my garage entry hallway would be the perfect place to do it. It's a short hallway, but it's wide an spacious. So, I need your help! I want to do something bold, because I know I can always paint back over it when I don't like it anymore.

Here is a shot of that hallway from my entry door. I want it to look good with the reminder of the main floor which is light gray walls. So, what are your thoughts? Remember, none of these are the exact color I would use, but give a general idea of the direction! (Please ignore my photoshop job, obviously it's sub-par. Also, my carpet doesn't actually look purple-ish in real life. Again, sub-par photoshop)



Monday, August 19, 2013

LOSING THE WAR...

Imagine my surprise last summer when I found out Jake had drawn out for a hunt, seeing that I didn't even know he put in for hunts. While dating, he had vaguely mentioned that his family hunts on occasion and I had vaguely mentioned how much I hate the idea of hunting and that was about all that was exchanged.

At first I didn't mind... But as I realized he would be gone on my birthday week (yes, I still celebrate the whole week) and the cost of this hunting business my tolerance/excitement for this hobby started to wane. But it wasn't until I realized he was planning on mounting his first deer that our battle really began. 

I am a modernist. Hopefully there is no part of my home that resembles a hunting lodge. Meaning, there was no room for that deer. I was so bugged when I realized the most expensive piece of home decor I will ever have in my house garage is going to be a deer head. Here came the threats... "If you bring that deer into my house I will _____fill in with favorite option_____"

     a. Cover it in plaster and turn it ceramic.
     b. Spray paint it bright pink with gold glitter.
     c. Cover it in floral fabric.
     d. Paint a pattern all over
     f.  Cry.
     g. Sell it on KSL, for free.


Jake had a man room at this time, but it had low walls with an attic feel, so a large deer wouldn't have fit. And it wouldn't be allowed where women would judge my taste based on that dead deer. So it was decided, above his motorcycle in the garage would have to do. I was happy and I had won. 

The mount still has not been delivered. (Did you know it takes about a year to get those back?) It bought me some time in a deer free wall environment. But it's coming, and it's coming soon.

In this new house Jake has his very own theater room yet again, but this one has walls... deer size fitting walls. Apparently that meant that the deers location was once again up for discussion. Ugh, after arguing and seeing the bummed out look on Jakes face when I threatened that deer head with a can of spray paint, I caved. I hate to disappoint that man, so I agreed to let that furry dead creature into my home. Hopefully I can come up with something to make that room look good, right?