Feeds:
Posts
Comments

Posts Tagged ‘crinoline’

Hi again!

I’ve had this discussion with my junkin’ buddies, and with some of you bloggers, but here we go again.

HUSBANDS.

Let me preface by saying I absolutely adore mine. I love him to death. And no, I have no (current) plans to poison him with arsenic. 😉

But I bought this GORGEOUS crinoline petticoat from vintage Sue last week. And, not ever having an original idea of my own, I borrowed one from Sue, thinking it’d look PERFECT over a lampshade in our bedroom.

Giddy with excitement, I brought it home and slipped it over the shade of our floor lamp, which stands behind our bed (great for our nightly reading). Voila! It instantly transformed the drab, white Wal-Mart lamp into a romantic, Victorian-esque piece.

And that was just the beginning. Visions of pink ribbons and bows, pearls and other bling danced in my silly head.

So I’m lying in bed, half-dreading, half-anticipating with girlish excitement my hubby’s arrival. He goes about his usual routine and doesn’t even notice the lamp for a few minutes. Then when he does, he honestly thinks it’s a JOKE!

He laughs, and says, “You’re kidding, right?!”

“No, I’m not kidding. Isn’t it beautiful?”

“Honeeeey, you can’t be serious. It’s so big and it blocks my reading light. Please take it down.”

Okay, this is where I get a little touchy, because a few weeks ago, I finally took down a lovely pink windchime that was hanging below the ceiling fan in our bedroom. Hubby complained constantly about it … not so much about the sweet tinkling sound it made, but because he ran into it several times each night as he trekked back and forth to the restroom (that’s another story).

So I’m starting to feel sorry for myself … can’t I have anything I like in this bedroom?! This is where I inform him (having read Emily Post, et al) that it’s “tradition” for the bedroom to be decorated for the WOMAN.

Apparently, he hadn’t read the book.

“It doesn’t block your reading light!”, I continue in defense of the crinoline.

He lies down and of course, his head is right under the crinoline. I have to admit, it does look pretty comical.

And then I suddenly remember this is the man who stayed by my side in the hospital for days on end, putting Blistex on my lips and ice chips in my mouth when I couldn’t do it for myself. He’s the man who helped me to the bathroom when I was too weak to make it alone … and he’s the one who still pampers and spoils me, even though I can pretty much take care of myself again.

So against my vintage, romantic decorating instincts, I acquiesce and remove the crinoline in deference to my sweet hubby’s desires.

Then I promptly re-hang the windchime. All is fair in love and war.

I did take some pics of the crinoline-attired lamp. It’s lovely, as you will see. As I was snapping pictures of it, hubby walks in and just shakes his head.

When I asked him how he’d feel if I painted the lamp pink (a healthy compromise, I thought), he said, “Geeeeez, honey. Next thing I know, you’ll be cutting off my balls, painting them pink and putting them on the internet.”

“Great idea!” I reply. “But I think I’d rather keep them attached.”

Flat or semi-gloss? 🙂

Enjoy the pics!

how 'bout crinoline on my antique room divider/screen?

how 'bout crinoline on my antique room divider/screen?

crinoline from underneath

crinoline from underneath

crinoline hanging on my bedroom wall

crinoline hanging on my bedroom wall

crinoline hanging on my vanity chair

crinoline hanging on my vanity chair

the sweet pink windchimes, hanging happily once more in my bedroom

the sweet pink windchimes, hanging happily once more in my bedroom

hand-made valentine for my valentine. i include this because it remind me of how much i DO love my hubby

hand-made valentine for my valentine. i include this because it reminds me of how much i DO love my hubby

Thanks for stopping by! Till next time! 🙂

Advertisements

Read Full Post »