The Moroccan Room.

Have I never mentioned this? 

This is the previous Holiday House, call it Holiday Condo #2 or Holiday half-a-house. Whatever. It was a wonderful abode in a great location. We'd still be there if it weren't for a certain Boston Globe article highlighting a few nearby homes - one of which happened to catch JWH's eye. Anyway, the peeps who sold us the house had this little landing alcove set up as a "Moroccan Room." No, they were not from Morocco. I think they were from Lexington. Maybe even Bedford.

We know they called it this, though, because at the walk through (the day of closing, when they should have technically been moved out? Yeah, not so much.) they were on hand to offer to sell us the contents of "The Moroccan Room." You will be glad to know that JWH and I remained calm and politely declined. 

Those stripes you see? Metallic. Yep. Whole hog is what they went in there. You will be glad to know, we painted the room a nice, soothing gray. Yeah, we are more Pottery Barn than Morocco. And we are totally okay with that, too.

Some other fancy paint jobs they left us to, um, immediately de-saturate? Yes, yes, that bottom paint is actually florescent. You are not incorrect.

Was every wall in the kitchen a different color? Yes. Was the wainscoting on the walls a different color than the wainscotting on the cabinets? Yes. Was the green trim the same on the cabinets as on the windows? No. It practically made me itch.

Props to JWH for seeing the potential, or, actually, turning to me and saying, "If you tell me it can be made okay, then I will believe you."

Oh, another thing to note? The "before" pics were how they represented the house for sale in their listing. The "afters" were how I marketed it. Amazing what a little cleaning will do to a sale price, people!

Comments

[JWH]

I think I had blocked all of those colors in my memory. It was a sign of the real estate market that that was a real steal at the time!