Oh.my.heavens. The past week has been ca-ray-zay. For reals. We made it home to Sweetwater, where we are visiting our families and filling our bellies with all the wonderfully greasy food we've been missing over the last few months. Our internet went out (yet again!) late last week so I wasn't able to do this post as promised, but while my little brother's at school today I'm putting his laptop to good use. Thanks, Ryan!
As you already know, Zach and I recently bought our first home and are just getting started putting our personal touches on it. We are very pleased with the majority of the house, but the dining room was not to our liking. Zach and his sister Katy deemed it the "Thanksgiving Room". Doesn't it feel....Thanksgivey??
My grandmother gave us the most beautiful antique settee, chairs, and tea cart that I am dying to use. Between that and the fact that we don't own a dining table, we are turning this room into a formal sitting room. We're bringing back the furniture after Thanksgiving, so these bridals I took on the settee are all I have to show you for now. (please note the bright green trees behind the couch...call me biased, but I think the two pair up nicely)
Isn't she lovely? (referring to the loveseat, of course...she definitely stole the show)
photos by In Bloom Photography
The chairs are almost identical to these, except pink of course.
My inspiration was something along the lines of this...shabby chic with floral touches.
image found here
Our first step was ripping the fruit away...
High ponytails are not ideal when painting. Drop something too close to the wall, bend over to pick it up, and you end up with a lovely skunk style.
Wearing glasses isn't a great idea, either.
I just love Z's little feet in the corner on the ladder. He worked so hard all day! Oh and yes, you remember how I rebelliously put our Christmas tree up here? Yeah, probably not my best idea ever. She got dragged from room to room during the painting process.
After the primer...
It was around this time we realized two things. #1. The walls were two different colors. This picture doesn't show it very well, but trust me, it was no bueno. #2. The ceiling was a puke green that totally clashed.
Not wanting to make our third run to Lowes that night, we happily settled for painting the ceiling with a white paint/primer we found in the garage that the previous owners left. Much better, right?
I know, it's pretty green. So green, in fact, that Zach calls it our "weather room" and points at the walls like a meteorologist every time he steps inside.
And we now know what it would feel like to be swallowed by Shrek.
So, lovely ladies of the blog world, what do you think? We contemplated leaving one wall green as an accent wall and painting the others white, but for now it's staying like this. No-one told us that painting a room is HARD! I have faith that once we get our furniture and decor all set up, this room will be just what we wanted. It's definitely more bright and cheery than it's previous Thanksgivey state. Your opinions would be greatly appreciated!
p.s. My dad just came in and saw the last couple pictures; he thinks it looks great.
p.p.s. My dad is colorblind.
