Which wasn't really a priority, but of course got finished first. Go figure.
Here is the measly before shot.
I got so caught up in the whole process that I forgot to take some before photos. Plus the real before pics were all lost in my computer crash a few months ago.
Around the plugs you can even spot the initial colour of the room. Yes, I had it painted blood red when I moved in...
The view from the hall and of the reading nook. I had been contemplating moving the desk and computer that crowded up that space for quite some while. And I am glad I did ! Now the bedroom feels much more soothing.
I found it at this lovely shop. Clarisse, the shop owner, also kindly delivered all the way to my bedroom and even had one of the doors fixed free of charge (the sliding mechanism broke during transport).... and some of my African stuff.
Opposite side - early 20th century wardrobe, 1950's dresser from my Oma, ethnic pendant lamp (which I am not totally happy with anymore) and "Mister" Watson's fat bum on the bed.