Powder room redo would have been a more conventional title for this post, but what fun is that?My powder room sits on the landing between my first floor and my basement. Someone bumped out the back wall so they could fit in a toilet and the rest is history.
You have a nice view of the basement steps from the toilet. I wanted to give people something to look at while they rode my porcelain Honda. Hence, the fake Rothko. To see a fake, fake Rothko, click here.
I bought the mirror at a thrift store and painted it. I already had a great mirror but I wanted a change.
I relocated the other mirror to the opposite wall next to the toilet and
installed a coyote on a shelf by the same artist. (I don’t know his name. These items belonged to my sister-in-law Shari so they have a great deal of sentimental value.)
I spray painted the toilet paper holder and switch plate. The storage box on the back of the toilet is an Amazon box covered with fabric.
I spray painted the towel holder, too. And I stole the red and white towel years ago from a maid in a hotel in The Hague. Just for this bathroom.
I had a photograph I took in Singapore that had a bit of red in it. This graces the wall on the other side of the toilet.
A friend graciously installed the new faucet which weighs about as much as the sink. You can read about that drama in this post.
I spent too much time obsessing over how to treat the ugly pipes under the sink. A sink skirt? A cabinet? The room is tiny-too small for a cabinet and a sink skirt would have been visually cluttering. I finally decided to embrace the ugly pipes with polka dots.
The fish used to be in the kitchen; now he is in the powder room.
My husband gave me the little mirror years ago after we had a fight. When he gets unruly, I take it down and threaten to use it to bop him on his keppy
Some more mirror pictures.
The rear window. Redrum.