Bye Bye Bath Mat

Recently I went in my husband's bathroom (I have to spot check it every once in a while to make sure we aren't violating any epic health codes).  I noticed that his bath mat was missing.

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I asked him about it and he replied, "Hmm, I don't know where it went.  Maybe my brother accidentally took it home with him."

Hold the phone.

First of all,  how in the name of the Martha Stewart Home Collection, could you possibly lose a bathmat?

Second of all, people don't "accidentally" take bathmats home with them, but great suggestion.

It's about 3 weeks and still no sign of the bathmat.  I'm actually so confounded by the loss that I am not even mad.  Kind of like when Baxter ate a whole wheel of cheese.  I guess I'll be heading to Bed, Bath, and Beyond this weekend for a replacement.  Will male wonders never cease?

Bathroom - Before and After

Get. Exc. Ited!  I have a new before and after from my house.  Nothing special really, just a bathroom.  But it has made a major difference in the overall feeling of the room. 

 

Where once it was a heinous shade of matte eggplant purple (why former owner?  why?!)...

 

Vom, Vom, Eggplant Vom

 

             



 

It is now a "faux finish" blue and white striped happy place to be. 

 

 

This was the first time I have had anything professionally painted and, can I just say, what I lost in money I gained in time spent with my husband not screaming at each other over who has to put up the painter's tape.  Painting is a legit marriage ruiner.  At least in my experience, which has consisting of piss-poor-paint-performance and every 4 letter word I know.

 

 

Thanks to some perfectly matching new monogrammed towels and a preppy new shower curtain my MIL gave me for Christmas, I am styling and profiling each time I get ready in the updated bathroom.

 

It's amazing what a little paint can do to spruce up a place!  Where one I was bland and inexplicably purple, now I am bright and cheery.