In a way, I'm a little late to the house blog party, since a lot of my rooms were redone before I started this blog. But since my house is still a work in progress, I still want to add some posts with before and after pictures, since the sweat and tears that went into these projects were no less important, even if they happened years ago.
My living room was one of the most controversial rooms of my marriage when I finally painted it in June 2012. I thought the wood trim throughout our house was dark, dreary, and in bad shape anyway. My husband was convinced that we had some sort of obligation to preserve the unpainted wood trim, and that painting it would be a horrible crime against home design history. I painted the trim white anyway, and now he loves it. It's easier to ask forgiveness...
The only paint color I'm not sure of is the brown I used to paint the stair runner. I just used some leftover paint I found in the basement. That project must have been in between paychecks.
Painting the trim in our house almost killed me. It was shellacked, so it had to be sanded and deglossed. I primed all of it only to notice that the wood was bleeding through, so I switched to a heavy duty primer, and still had to apply two more coats of primer. When the wood finally stopped bleeding, I had to apply two full coats of paint to get good coverage over the primer. By the time I was done, I had gone over every inch of that old wood trim seven times. Hands. So. Tired.
Everything in this room is an item I love, and I've tried to gather and arrange things as carefully and thoughtfully as I can. The camera on the left is the Minolta my dad bought in Japan during the Vietnam War. My grandfather's WWII foot locker is spray painted gold and serves as an end table next to the chaise lounge. The giant E was a flea market find, and it looks like the E in MOTEL, with holes for light bulbs to stick through. I made the hanging pendent lights (before Pinterest existed, just saying), and the table runner under the TV is handmade from a lady in my hometown.
That fiber wall hanging above the sofa was an incredible find at a flea market. I had seen wall hangings like this before on blogs, in art galleries, and all around Pinterest, so I was so excited to find one buried under a pile of junk in the basement of a flea market for $3. The credenza, saucer chair, and vintage lamps are also from flea markets, while the coffee table and matching end table were purchased on Craigslist.
Disclaimer: I don't love that sofa and loveseat set. That is the cheap set we purchased for our first apartment nine years ago. I want a new sofa so bad! But my budget says to wait, so that's what I have to do.
Want to see what this room looked like when we first walked through this house?
Yes, the fireplace was painted red. And do you see what I mean about the trim being too dark? If you could see it up close, you would also see how it was in terrible shape and had been stained different shades in different sections. I don't regret my decision to paint the trim at all.