Oh my gosh. So I haven't been blogging lately (obviously), but I've been wanting to find time to get back into it. Since it's been so long and I'm feeling a little out of practice, I've just been going through old drafts that I never finished, just to see what I had going on. So that's how I found all of these photos - these admittedly terrible quality photos - of our old house. Even though we no longer live there, I thought I'd still post them. I feel a little nostalgic for our first home now, so why not go with it?
My number one issue with this bathroom, and the half bath downstairs, was the awful linoleum floors. Installing tile was high on my list of priorities. If we wouldn't have moved I'm quite sure we would have ended up doing it at some point. Oh, and those seashell sinks. Shudder. Those things just scream early 90s to me.
Same unfortunate linoleum flooring, same unfortunate sink. This half bath was right off of our living room, so it's the one that our guests used the most often. The only thing I did in here was paint the walls tan (they were originally white), and it made such a huge difference in such a tiny space.
When we moved in this bathroom was so blah. All white walls, aside from the back wall, which was this navy and white vertical striped wallpaper. The ultra-90s-wallpapered wall also showcased a huge solid mirror. Everything was just so very white. So the minute we moved in I painted and ripped that mirror down (this is a lie, other people did these things for me) in order to spice things up a bit. I didn't mind the tile since it went with my whole gray and black scheme. But those freaking sinks! Ugh. I actually really liked our bathroom, it was a decent size for the two of us to share, and aside from the fact that we had literally not a single drawer, it covered our needs.