We (Seth, his sister Erin, and I) bought a house together a couple of weeks ago. You heard me. We broke the cardinal rule of families and bought a house, of all things, with a family member. Anyone who knows me well understands how violently opposed I am to these sort of things, but so far we all get along famously. Erin lives in the basement and we live on the main floor and everyone’s happy. I throw my dirty clothes down the laundry chute and Erin washes them for me and delivers them upstairs. What do I have to complain about?

Oh yeah. I guess I could complain about the bathroom. Overall, it’s a nice bathroom. Big. A window. Large tub. New shower. Tons of storage. So much storage that I can’t fill all of the space.

So what’s the problem?

It’s pink.

Pink tub, pink toilet, pink sink, pink wall tile.

The only think that’s not pink is the counter top which is white with blue stars.

Did I mention the house was built in 1961?

Oh, and the toilet seat is covered in appliqued dragonflies.

With our two boys and my aversion to the color pink this is the last color scheme in the world that we would pick. My Midwestern sensibility will not let me rip out the entire bathroom though because it is in such great shape. So, I will learn to live with the color and just enjoy the retro vibe the hanging lamps give off. After all, they do make my skin look good.
Next up? The kitchen.
Think: blue and white checks with a lamb border.
Oh well, the truck with my new oven just arrived, so I’m happy.

3 replies on “Pretty in Pink”

  1. Um neet? I helped a friend move a couple of years ago and her main bathroom was all pink too. Yay for houses last decorated in the 60’s or 70’s!

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