Tuesday, August 27, 2013

Painted Cabinets Inspirations

I don't know about your house, but mine is plastered with Honey Oak.  Trim. Cabinets. Railings. Doors.  You name it...I probably have it in honey oak form.  It drives me crazy when I see all of these beautiful homes with clean, white trim and GORGEOUS custom kitchens.
My house?
 None of those glorious things.  
I guess I should just be thankful that the inside of my house isn't covered in fake wood paneling.  Childhood memories!! Anyone else grow up with that? Or was that just a Northern Minnesota thing? 

Monday, August 26, 2013

Peel and Stick Beauty

Peel and stick isn't something that you usually hear and think, "Wow, must be some classy flooring!" but they have come soooo far, I swear!  The Traffic Master Luxury Vinyl Tile had rave reviews and I just had to see for myself if it was really better than spending all kinds of money on real tile for my bathroom.

Mr. Serene and I came to a decision that our bathroom floor would be on the way out but both came to different conclusions as to how it would be replaced.  See...Mr. Serene is a practical guy.  He didn't want our time to be spent ripping out a bathroom floor, getting in too deep, not knowing what we were doing, and end up calling a professional so his option included skipping all of that and going straight to a pro.  Me on the other hand??? I saw opportunity to learn something new and save a TON of money.

Sunday, August 25, 2013

Using Citristrip on Painted Furniture

Removing the paint off of a poorly painted piece of furniture can be a bit intimidating.  But who am I to turn down a challenge right? When someone hands you a FREE piece of furniture, you nab it! At least that's my motto :) Isn't it yours? 

Tuesday, August 20, 2013

Kitchen Island Makeover

I had DIY island envy for more than I care to admit but it's true.  Pinterest spewed beautiful kitchen islands at me for hours. No Joke!! I yearned for a day when I would have a pretty one too because for the last five years, my kitchen island mocked me.  Like, seriously mocked me.  Not just in a "I will make you collect junk on my unusable surface" type of way but also in the "I will make you feel fat as you try to squeeze between me and the table" kind of way.  Of course, I would usually bruise a hip trying to maneuver around this dumb thing. This was defeating. I pondered about the way the island would go down.