Age. If the building isn't at least one hundred years old I most likely don't live there. There are always those elements of charm that come with old houses that make my heart beat faster: pocket doors, ancient built-ins, stained glass.
Hardwood floors. Sweet, creaky, beautiful hardwood floors. Scratched and loved.
Reeeeeally tall ceilings. Maybe because I suffer from claustrophobia. Maybe because I love drama. I gotta have some tall ceilings to wander under.
Now Hubby and I are on our third house. Well, halfway between our 2nd and 3rd. All three of these homes have had the above elements.
But one thing I've never had, that I love? A backsplash in the kitchen. Can you believe that? Never. Seems pretty commonplace, right? Everyone has a backsplash. Some kind of pretty, tile affair.
Not us. Never. Just drywall. Not pretty!
So finally, after years of dreaming, I am geting my backsplash.
White subway tile. Simple, classic.
Here are a few of my 'inspirations' from Pinterest:
Finished product to be shared this week!
Happy Sunday to you!