project hallway, insensible wallpaper edition
I need a good project to tackle. And by tackle, I really mean really rip to pieces, make sweeping and vengeful changes, and end up with the kind of progress no sensible person could possibly ignore. Hallways are good quickie projects, and mine just so happens to suck right now. The unsuspecting thing will be an extremely convenient outlet for my excess busted-up-puppy anxiety.
Everyone has an opinion about wallpaper. It is the home decorating equivalent of nuclear energy, or when Scrabble decided to change the rules and allow proper nouns. My world views on wallpaper: it is extremely hard to remove, it can be overwhelming in large doses, and it’s hard for me to imagine doing it sincerely rather than slightly tongue in cheek.
Hallways are great places to wallpaper, because they’re a thoroughfare rather than a destination. You’re walking from the living room, then BAM! WALLPAPER! WALLPAPER! WALLPAPER! and then you’re already in the bedroom, with zero permanent damage.
Say yes to mid-century fake hanging plants. They are tacky and glorious, and will make my hallway a jungle of flora and swank and macramé. I’m really excited about it now, and as I will be in ripping it down when I inevitably I fall out of love. Such is wallpaper’s lot in life, you see; It’s about embracing the present, consequences be damned.
Full disclosure, I was also extremely partial to these 1970s rainbows, but Bill said he’d refuse the credit card charge as fraud. We’re tackling a hulking beast of a hallway wall heater next, but in the meantime: my loss is…your be-rainbowed half bath?