I introduced you to Lizzy last week.
I wasn’t sure where we we go with my home. I love my home, but while I have an eye for photography, and can put together a mean gallery, I do NOT have an eye for interior design. She swept through, and pointed out little changes we could make that would cost little, but have a big impact and pull the place together.
For example? She brought over baskets, so I could empty my games cluttering the corner into zip bags and tuck them away.
She pointed out that my living room rug was too small, and thus made the room look more diminutive. So I bought a new one off a neighbor for $18, and then was able to move the old one to the basement to make the sitting area more cohesive.
But the piece de resistance? She narrowed in on my most loathed spot: the entryway. When our house was remodeled in the 90’s, the original entryway that led into the kitchen was closed off, so the main room could be opened. That left us with a dark narrow hallway at the entrance. The surprise on people’s faces, when they emerged from the canal and actually saw light again was amusing, but it was such a sad start to a visit.
BEFORE:
She started throwing around foreign terms: Wainscotting? Board and Batten? She started showing me images, and I knew she was on to something. She asked where my guests hang their belongings, and I jokingly made a motion over the house. “Let’s fix that. And we’ll bring in colors from your dining room chairs, so there’s a flow from the entry into the house.”
DURING:
The results? I’m excited to usher people into the home. The space has color and purpose, despite its size, without looking even more cramped.
AFTER:
I had spent years lamenting: I can’t build a closet, I can’t fit a table, I guess I’m just stuck. Lizzy’s creativity breathed fresh air into a space I considered hopeless.
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