I’m doing Pemberley Appreciation a day early this week because I want to do an office progress report tomorrow. The progress has been slow indeed, so I need an extra day (or twelve) before posting.
Any mom of sloppy children can appreciate that having their filth contained to their own bathroom is a thing of glory. So, on that basis alone their bathroom gets a huge thumbs up from me.
When I first walked through this house, I intended to rip out the original bathrooms as soon as possible. Then my fake sister Qwendy went gaga over the bathroom pictures and made me swear a solemn oath not to change them. And actually, the longer I live here the more charmed I am by the seafoam green tile, the hexagonal pattern on the floor, and all the original period details. I think this bathroom is perfectly adorable. Of course, I’m a fan of green, so I am a bit biased.
I love the original pedestal sink, the built-in soap dishes, and medicine cabinet.
The bathtub is exactly the right length for kids (meaning, I can’t lie down in it comfortably… and I am not tall.). And the fixtures make me giggle…
I always get that 80’s song “Somebody’s watching me” in my head when I take a bath (our bathroom has the same fixtures). Am I the only one that makes ordinary things look like a face? Taking a bath is like having a staring contest with an old school robot.
Considering just about everything in this bathroom is 70 years old, it is in surprisingly good condition. So, we’re going to embrace the seafoam and make it last for several more years.