I'm starting to feel a little more NORMAL in the new apartment now that we have black walls in the kitchen. They make me want to invite guests over for a fine dinner of goat's blood, couscous and a lovely orange salad.
I made the mistake of listening to Sonic Youth when I slapped up the first coat which made me question if it looked more like a shitty punk club than a sophisticated cookery. Luckily, the second coat was applied to a backdrop of James Blake, making the color choice feel like the only choice I could have made.
|Hideously washed-out, dirty white, snagglebonch, boresville before picture|
Admittedly, the kitchen is looking more MOODY BOHEMIAN than GLOBAL GOTH or HORROR DISCO right now with all the tan accents but I think I like it.
|Here's the more tolerable after. We still have a long way to go but at least it feels less like a prison's laundry room.|
|Here are those chairs we just got in a spectacle of airline textile majesty. |
|Picked up a foxtail fern too. |
If you had these shelves in your apartment and didn't want them to get cluttered but did want them to be functional, what would you do?
Before we start purchasing or making giant art, we really need to touch up some of the paint and buy a bunch of shit like a sexier fruit bowl.