I was pretty certain that wiring these sconces for electricity was going to be a grand plan that ended up hard and horrible, but remarkably, the whole thing went fairly smoothly with a little ingenuity and a substantial amount of assistance from my dad. (Just for the record, I call my dad Papa and my mom Mummy. They're both English and that's what they told me to call them, so that's how I'll be referring to them going forward. Except when I call Mummy The Mother Figure, because sometimes she demands a little more formality/awe/fear than just "Mummy".) About 30 minutes after Papa and I started in on the lights, we were finished with the electricity aspect of this project, but the kinda-ugly-aspect of it had yet to be addressed. I wasn't ready to go for a full-fledged monochromatic spray-painting, so Mummy and I sat down with a little tester pot of latex paint from the hardware store and touched up the oh-so-luminous (unsightly) kelly green paint of the toile leaves with a more muted olive green color. Transformative. Revolutionary. Rad.
Check out some before and after shots:
Sconces, before, sans electricity. Same sconce, with electricity. Still ugly.
|Did someone just say "Awesome"?|
|That's right. A pair of awesome. Look at those pears shine!|