We've been in our house for over a month now, though it still doesn't really feel like home to me. Mostly, this is because most of our personal belongings are still on the way--paintings, wall hangings, and probably all kinds of things that we will look at and say, "Why did we think this was important enough to ship?"
When we moved into our apartment in Nice, we were inundated with colors. The main areas of the house were covered with an unfortunate light green sponge paint. Our bedroom was some kind of light gold wallpaper, the kids yellow and light blue, with sea animals and jungle animals lining the walls. The bathroom tile was light with horses prancing against a sunset here and there. Lamentable, but the kids thought the horses were beautiful. The doors were all white.
In my new house, absolutely nothing is tacky or too bright. It's all earth tones. Here, I'll show you...
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| bathroom tile |
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| more bathroom tile |
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| beautiful dark wood six panel doors |
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| brick all around the fireplace(s) |
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| bamboo laminate flooring (which we are quickly scratching up) |
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| more brick in the kitchen |
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| backsplash in the kitchen |
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And tile in the kitchen (which hides dirt way too well--I'm still in a
mopping learning curve--is it dirt? is it the tile?) |
Like I said, it's all tasteful, but oh my goodness, it's a lot of brown, tan, gray, and cream for me. When buying bathroom towels, I even caved to the pressure and bought tan and cream towels for our bathroom. I'm now wishing I'd stood my ground and bought red.
For now, we do have the view out the windows for a little color. Until the leaves turn...brown. And then fall off the trees leaving...gray. Yikes.
Hopefully, our wall hangings arrive before the outside of the house matches the inside.
