Finally! Makeover week has come to an end over at The Boyfriend's house! Even though there are still many little details to figure out, we can finally take a breather now that the big stuff is done. Whew!
So, here are the before and after pictures of the dining room and kitchen, which constituted the second part of this makeover week.
[Image above] This is the dining room. Kind of bland, huh? Beige is everywhere!
[Image Above] This is the old view of the dining room from the living room. Beige, beige, blah!
[Image above] Notice the nice, light blue/gray color on the walls. No beige around! The coloring of the pictures looks a little off, but we used a peaceful blue-ish gray paint called Silvermist from Sherwin Williams.
[Image above] We got some nice accessories such as those red canisters in the corner, a new fruit basket and a beautiful ceramic cookie jar.
[Image above] Both wall colors complement each other beautifully. They make the house so warm and inviting. I HEART! The painting in the far wall is one that I made that had been hanging out in his basement (aka my painting studio) for months! It's still a work in process but we thought it might look better hanging out on his dining room wall rather than the basement.
[Image above] And of course, The Boyfriend gets the first SWELL PAPEL print as a "welcome to your new and improved home" present.
With all the painting finally finished Friday night, we decided to go out for a celebratory dinner and then stream a movie from Netflix. [This is where the first paragraph of this post will start to make sense] We ended up watching Signs (that movie that Mel Gibson made about the aliens and before he went all crazy). We had both watched that movie a long time ago. It was super scary the first time I watched it, but I figured that since I had already seen it, there was nothing to be afraid of, right?
WRONG! I spent the entire movie curled up in the fetal position with a couch cushion close by to cover my eyes when the aliens came on the screen. There was one particular scene- where the alien's hand comes out from a furnace and grabs the little innocent boy- where I screamed particularly long and loud. I was terrified! Meanwhile, The Boyfriend was doing his best to reassure me and to keep from bursting out in laughter at the little scared mess I had turned into.
I let him laugh at me. And I laughed with him- at me.
In the end, Mel Gibson's character regains his faith in God and I... I regained the faith in my ability to laugh at myself.