Having a blog rocks! It's perfect for showing off a tidy room on the odd occasion I shake off my slovenly ways and get domesticated. If I'm not expecting guests I rarely bother and I know I'm not alone (Lucy, Loo, Thorne, Kelly, Norma, Melanie, Alex M, Fiona....)
Today, as my internet connection's on the blink, it's the turn of the bathroom to get the once-over. The shelf over the loo is a utility piece from the 1940s, found in the house, and the tallboy was £2 from a car boot, painted and distressed by Jon.
There's Nag Champra burning and Kerrang blasting from my Grandpa's Roberts' radio.
It's a struggle to get my un-operated hip into the bath lately, the knackered old wreck I am, roll on hip replacement number two. (Read about it HERE if you've time). Not a problem though, there's always the shower.
The wall of mirrors and a £2 Lloyd Loom chair.
The Edwardian mahogany mirror was in the house when we moved in.
I found this 1950s bronze satin cocktail dress in a charity shop this morning, I'm hoping the steam will shift the creases, I'm a bit hesitant to get the iron on it.
This soap dish by Royal Doulton was given away with Wright's Coal Tar Soap back in the Edwardian era. It recently sold on a daytime TV show for £75. Maybe I should swap it for a bottle of liquid hand soap.
|1970s maxi by Jane Jeffrey, New Zealand (courtesy of our fabulous Helga) worn with a heap of silver jewellery.|
That's far too much domesticity for this week. I'm off to eat Jon's home-made pizza and drink rum in front of the TV.
Have a fantastic weekend and see you soon!