The first floor bathroom needed a new paint job worse than Hollywood needs Splenda. It was horrific rag-rolling in red.
Like I told you before, this room was the lucky winner of the first makeover in our house of many colors. Yup…that means that Will’s room is still pink and 95% of our top two floors are still toothpaste hued. But there is just no way that I could step foot in that bathroom anymore. The last thing that I want to see in a bathroom are walls that remind me of blood. Creepy.
The challenge came when looking down. The floors are similar to this marble that I found online. It is sort of gray with magenta veins…not really my cup of tea but like everyone else in the world, we don’t have the funds to replace it right now…so it stays. And it is in decent shape…so that definitely helps justify it staying around. The real humdinger is the fact that the trim is cream. So the issue is finding a color that goes well with both gray and cream. and it has to be light…because this little bathroom has no natural light…making it very dark.
Enter Olympic’s gray-beige. It actually is a very happy little accident that we pulled this swatch. In fact, we were so sick of the bloody walls that we walked into Lowe’s, I pulled a paint color, turned and asked Jer what he thought, he said great, and I ordered the gallon. No testing, no comparing, no taping up the swatch on the wall…just grab & go. took five minutes.
And that evening, we got the first coat on the walls. That’s right…we are living dangerously. No primer for us. The Bower’s are living on the edge. we’re outlaws. we’re crazy.
And after three coats, there was no shred of evidence of previous rag-rolling. Poor little bathroom being so violated like that.
Thankfully, we did not have to prep the walls…although, there was a little spackling that we did after the first coat of paint…just to fix some holes and some exposed drywall tape…but nothing serious. I’ve actually heard horror stories of people having to sand their rag-rolled walls because of uneven finishes…or using oil-based primer just to get it covered….thank you baby Jesus for giving us mercy.
And yes, I had to climb that ladder to cut in at the top. Shudder. And yes, I probably said “I’M FALLING!” to Jeremy twenty something times. And yes, one of those times I was standing on the first rung. which is lower than the toilet. It is possible that my fear of heights is getting worse.
So what do you think? I like it but it definitely was one of those happy-accident kinda things…of course, it is a really crazy kinda color…not really beige, not really gray….with some really dynamic undertones…and anything would have been an improvement over the bloodiness.
Have you had any happy decorating accidents lately?