There is finally, finally some proof our kitchen might actually be useable some day, as opposed to never.
Maybe it was an overreaction to all those annoying couples on House Hunters who sniff at anything not “stainless steel” or “granite.” But the biggest design risk we took was on brass. I’d seen it on Remodelista and Pinterest here and there. Our designer LOVED the idea.
Interestingly, almost no one stocks brass fixtures or hardware anymore. We wanted something in brushed brass, not the super shiny kind. Finding our preferred option was not easy, and our order took weeks. Luckily, Newport Brass exists.
The hardware finally came in, and the contractor installed the handles on our kitchen cabinets. No turning back now.
Sorry for the crappy photos. I find myself hovering between thrill and a “what did I just do” sensation. I remember one time we bought a painting we loved, and a friend who had majored in art history came over and crushed us with his two word analysis: “It’s vaginal.” The painting was of an abstract tulip, and as soon as he said it, his observation became horrifyingly obvious.
Still missing – appliances, countertops and a faucet. But a girl can dream…
Have you ever made an out there decision? Did you embrace it or was it a huge mistake?