The Ugly, but Not Quite as Ugly Any More Bathroom

Once upon a time, there were two lovebirds.  The two lovebirds were more attractive than most, of above average intelligence, and had sparkling wit and lovely personalities.  They also had great hair.  And could eat anything they wanted without gaining an inch.  And their babies slept through the night.  And magically the laundry was always done.


These lovebirds had an ugly bathroom.  I mean, an ugly bathroom.  And not ugly as in, this house was built in the 70's and now this bathroom is outdated, but somehow has a nostalgic charm.  No, not that kind of ugly.

More of a, this house was built in the early 90's and now this bathroom is outdated, but not outdated enough to enter the realm of charm, only to linger in the land of disgusting and hideous.

That kind of ugly.

Oh, the bad faux paint.  Woe unto thee who thinkest that she can master the fine art of faux finishes just because she can hold a sponge on one hand and a bucket of paint in the other.

There was a lot of that going on about ten or fifteen years ago, which was when I suspect the previous owner of our home thought this was the coolest thing ever.  She also painted a stencil across the hardwood floor in the family room of purple grapes with a forest green checkered boarder.

mmmmm.  pretty.

But I digress.

Ugly.  Ugly.  Ugly.

Pay no attention to the silly fuzzy man in front of the ugly wall.

So anyways, these above average attractive lovebirds.  They decided one day, because their two oldest boys were staying out of town with their Grandparents, and that meant that they could actually have a conversation that didn't involve the words, animals, candy, no, or, poop, they noticed that they had leftover paint from painting another hideously ugly room.

Hey!  The fit without having to try couple said to each other.  Let's paint our bathroom!

So they did just that.

Then magically...

With only a fresh new color on the walls...

The ugly bathtub and ugly counter tops weren't as ugly anymore.

The brass fixtures ceased to offend.

The carpet was...  well.  The carpet was still gross.  Who puts carpet in a bathroom, for the love of all that's good in the world??!!!  But it wasn't as horrible.

I love a story with a happy ending.


April Irvin said...

I too am a magically over attractive FIT kinda girl. Good job on making that hideous mess pleasing to my totally attractive eye. Yay you two!!!

Jgirl said...

Agreed, Mariah. Sponge painting was the sign of an almost certain devil influence. Looks great!

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