OK, so here’s two words I never thought I’d say again: I wallpapered. (If you follow me on Instagram, you might have snuck a sneaky peaky.)
And, let me tell you, it’s no small miracle. Fifteen years ago, I swore I would never-ever, ever-never, use wallpaper again. That’s what happens when you strip and scrape four decade’s worth of wallpaper with your own hands..By the time I tore the last piece of velvet flocked paper off the walls of our first home, I had developed a disease known to all owners of 1960s fixer uppers: Wallpaper Aversion Disorder. (It’s real, I swear.)
.So when we built this home 6+ years ago, the idea of using wallpaper on our newly new walls was out of the question. When it started to trend again a few years ago, my Wallpaper Aversion stayed strong. I promised myself I would not crumble.
.Then these kinds of images happened…
Contemporary Bedroom by Brooklyn Photographers Alexander Johnson Photography
With each new geometric wallpapered room I saw in magazines or online, my heart rate got a little faster. Slowly, my Wallpaper Aversion started to feel more like Wallpaper Fear. Then Fear got downgraded to Hesitation. And, before I knew it, I was all like, “OK, so I’ll just do one wall.”
.SCORE: Wallpaper: one. Me: zero. .The good news is I LOVE IT! I can’t wait to show you how it all turned out!