Lost and Found

Over the weekend, my husband started tearing off the wall covering where our bathroom will be built. Two of the walls are covered with old barn siding that is over a layer of roofing paper. The paper is black and was used to create a dark backdrop for the wood to pop against. It's a unique look that we both fell in love with when we first saw the house, although it has proven difficult to decorate around using our own tastes. I'm a modern girl. I love clean lines and shiny finishes. My husband is a traditionalist with a bit of contemporary mixed in. But we both love vintage industrial touches, including wood and metal. The wood seems like a perfect start, but it hasn't been up until now.

We've rearranged what remains of the bonus room and added some more modern touches to it, and it looks fantastic. Now, this coupled with all the hard work my husband did would amount to a few in-progress pictures. Where are those pictures, you ask? Not taken yet, because I can't find my camera. It's somewhere around here, on some surface or other, possibly buried amongst some papers I haven't put away yet. It's that messiness I've told you about. It rears it's head on a regular basis.

So I'll have those progress pictures for you as soon as my camera shows it's face. It shouldn't take too long. As soon as my husband reads this post (because I'll invariably forget to ask him to help me find the camera), he'll find it, probably in a shoebox or under the mail.