We are thisclose to having the navy bathroom, aka the Pool Bathroom, complete. Sure the trim and cabinets need another coat of paint, but with boys in the house, I need every bathroom I can get! So we’re busy hanging all the accessories and putting it back together. (You can read about why the sudden renovation here. And the progress here, here and here. And the door color debate here. And if you’re still with us, read about the final round of problems and solutions here and here.)
I realized after reading your comments in the Pink vs. Blue door debate, that I should have elaborated on my vision for this room. Many of you were thinking high glam or small pops of pink. But since this bathroom is in the back of the house, and right off the pool, I was dreaming of something reminiscent of Old Mexico…..like San Miguel de Allende.
It’s almost impossible to accurately describe this 470-year old eclectic, Colonial town in the desert of Central Mexico. The narrow cobblestone streets wind through homes and buildings in vibrant colors of tomato red, cobalt blue, and sunny yellow. Bright fuchsia bougainvillea drips over doors in alleyways, and giant jacaranda trees tower overhead with purple blooms.
Courtyards and rooftop patios are lined with terracotta pots overflowing with flora. The temperate climate and abundance of culture have lured many foreigners to make this their new full-time home, and San Miguel has a lively mix of Mexicans, Canadians and Europeans.
Mr. Sugarplum and I visited before the days of digital cameras, so I don’t have any of our photos to show you. I probably wouldn’t anyway since I’m likely to have my mouth full with all the amazing foods in every shot.
This city once lured a myriad of artists, including Diego and Frida, and that artistic environment still thrives. You’ll hear music in the streets every day, and there is likely to be a fiesta of some sort during your visit since the town has at least 50 every year.
Those treasures, and more, ended up in this bathroom. We’re trying to recreate the feeling of San Miguel de Allende. The pewter of the light is not jiving for me, so I need to rub a little something-something on it. Hopefully everything will be in place and I can show you Monday!
