For a girl who likes to tell virtual strangers all about her fashion blog, I haven't exactly been pulling out the eye candy these past few days. Of course, there was the "vacation" and then the sickness (still too evident for my liking) and the kid's sickness (on the mend) and the home renovation (?!?!?!). Today it was all I could do to get dressed and walk out the door (without flashing a tiling guy). I mean, somehow, I managed to wear a patent burgundy belt and cherry red gladiator sandals together. Do we really need to document that ??
Remember, I will be going to Mtl this weekend - new home of the world's largest uranium stash - so it's sure to be a shopping bang :-)
But, back to the mundane details that are taking front and centre:
Look, I know I'm not the first girl to have a bathroom redone. And I do have another bathroom I can use in the meanwhile. And I do realize that many people renovate without the benefit of a designer and a team of skilled professionals. (Note: Perhaps those are the ones who still have some money left for food when it's all said and done :-)) Not to mention, said team is doing excellent, clean work, if at a slower pace than I would optimally prefer. And then there are all those things no one can predict. Don't worry, I intend to spare you the details.
But if you know anything about me by now it's that I am a whiner who doesn't like to feel out of control. In. Any. Way. Who loathes mess like only a card-carrying obsessive compulsive can. And who's a bit of a drama queen. With a cold. And a toilet in a box in the dining room.
To forestall eye glaze, I'll desist from discussing the electrical and the subfloor in favour of posting some photos shortly. That's if I ever get around to snapping the befores. Because, if you can't see me in a new vintage frock you should at least glimpse some seriously stylish shower tile. It's channelling a fancy paillette gown. Honest.