And so the kitchen came about...
And I love it more than Christmas.
It's become the total centre of our home.
There's been a lot of planning, hoping, drawing and love gone into this kitchen...and this renovation.
I'm no renovator (that's been made clear...LOUD & CLEAR!)- I don't like dust, or time changes, or cooking on a camp stove...or dust.
But I am a decorator with endless idea's and a need for changing it up a bit.
This space, with it's beautiful light, wonderful louvre windows, simple dark floors and large white walls, has proved already, to be the most gorgeous blank canvas for me to *play upon*.
Did I mention the subway tiles?
If you follow me on Instagram, you will know I'm a little obsessed with subway tiles.
And totally obsessed with dark grey grouting.
Our Irish tiler, not quite so, but they grew on him...
I'm ok with others not being ok with our renovating decisions.
I've learnt that no-one does anything better than a professional.
I've also learnt it doesn't mean they have similar tastes, your tastes, or any taste.
It just means that they put your taste, into a building just as you see it in your head.
That's renovation 101 with the guidance of an Architect.
I still hate dust.
It's been a wonderful journey to get to this point...I'll share the kitchen details next post, as I've a coffee brewing and a chocolate slice in that oven there!