...you make the call.
above: dining room before
below: dining room after
above: kitchen before
below: kitchen after
(kitchen photos courtesy of the l.a. times)
above: living room before
below: living room after
(the living room tends to change monthly)
When I wanted to get the house I am living in now, my family and friends did everything in their power to persuade me not do it. Their reasons were all very valid and they became even more so the longer I lived in the house and worked on it.
Living in the house I though was hideous but knowing it could become what I wanted, made me want the renovation to happen at the speed of light. That was not to be. It was a constant struggle and there's still more to do.
For some reason I pressed on and my determination kept moving forward even when the house seemed to just be mocking me:
-Cardboard was used instead of drywall in the master bedroom.
-Two windows in the living room were discovered once I pulled down the incredibly shiny paneling
-The ceilings were also paneled and acoustic tile was stapled and nailed on top of the paneled ceiling in the living room.
Just a few of the fascinating and oh so entertaining stories that can be told now. In the moment, when I would wake at 3 in the morning to rip paneling down with my bare hands because I would not let this house defeat me, I had a couple different stories to tell and they were as unattractive as that shiny paneling.
The yellow you see on the walls in the before pictures in the living room was paneling just painted yellow. There wasn't a surface to be found that didn't have the glory of shiny fake wood on it. It was a signature in this home. Sadly, I did not honor it's history.