Whoa: has it really been almost two months since I blogged about the renovation?!

If you’ve been playing along over on Twitter, you might know that the major part of the renovation was completed back in November and Zach and I finally moved in over the Thanksgiving. Of course, he managed to break his hand during the U-Haul madness, but at least we only spent two nights without heat. (SILVER LINING!)

Since then, we’ve been living in an uninspired mess of moving boxes and it’s been a whirlwind of old-house high-maintenance fun times – a regular bonanza! The only working toilet is in the basement, we haven’t installed a sink or countertops in the kitchen, and no one reminded me to buy a shovel before the great snowpocalype. On the plus side: I think I’m really starting to build a deep and meaningful relationship with my dude from RotoRooter.

But all is good in this ‘hood, yo: there are some exciting DIY projects I can’t wait to share. In the meantime, I gotta find a new color to spraypaint my crazy bronze flying eagle lamps. Ideas?!

Rebuilding a Brooklyn Bathroom

November 24th, 2010 | Posted by Jill in home | limestone renovation - (12 Comments)

One of the biggest transformations we’ve experienced so far is, hands down, the upstairs master bathroom. Once upon a time it was all-pink, all-the-time — including a retina-burning fuchsia floral wallpaper. It was even on the CEILING, people.

As you probably remember, we — or I should say, the awesome guys at Transcend Construction — gutted the water-damaged, musty space down to its studs and carted off the dreary mauve-colored bathtub on the backs of strapping young men. I did a happy dance. No more fleshtones!

And then I scrambled to plan and source materials. What to buy?

Since the bathroom had so many different things going on in its former life, my plan after lots of brainstorming on Pinterest was to keep it simple: bring back the light and use period-appropriate modern materials.

For the flooring, I was inspired by Door Sixteen’s amazing bathroom makeover and loads of praise from numerous other Carrara marble admirers on the interwebs. So I headed out to Mondial Tile in Brooklyn for the 1″ hex tiles and light grey grout.

A splurge? Yes, but the lovely vein pattern had me at hello.

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Even before the new cast-iron tub was installed or the tileboard was up, the bathroom felt so much lighter and taller thanks to all the natural light from the new skylight we opened during demolition. Since its vintage dimensions are a tiny 8′x6′, every attempt to increase the illusion of spaciousness was important. So, to draw the eye upwards (and erase the claustrophobic memories of the fuchsia wallpaper), I decided to tile the shower all the way up to the ceiling.

To keep with the vintage feel of the bathroom, I chose a simple white ceramic 3″x6″ subway tile and grout from Home Depot. Crisp, clean, budget-friendly and NOT pink.

bathroom progress

And for the walls? Initially, I had imagined more of the shiny white subway tile, but realized I craved a warmer texture for the small space. Enter the wide-plank wainscoting above, which is made of moisture-resistant vinyl and perfect for small bathrooms like mine. To preserve the look and feel of the historic super-wide moldings in other rooms of the house, we trimmed out the chair rail and base molding with a solid wood alternative that was much wider than what we could get in the range of vinyl options.

Once the building materials went up (and a special sub-floor was laid – more on that later!), we knew we’d made the right choices. Add in some platinum nickel bling and a shiny mirrored medicine cabinet, and I’m in love.

Now if only that toilet wasn’t on backorder

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As I’ve shared before, I bought a historic house in Crown Heights earlier this year, and I’m happy to report that the renovation has officially started!! After months of researching contractors (and sorting through plenty of horror stories and rave reviews), we contracted with the Windsor Terrace firm Transcend Construction.

I can’t say the process to get to this point has been easy, and it’s amazing how many ‘professionals’ I called for estimates who refused to return my calls or would stand me up. But Nick and the guys at Transcend have been a delight to work with, and after this first week of demolition and renovation, I’m on Cloud Nine. Which reminds me… I have about ten emails I need to return to my awesome renovation manager, Dominic. Like white on rice, that guy!

Check out a few photos from this week, and now, if you’ll excuse me — I must continue searching through endless pages of light fixtures. Can’t wait to share more!

BEFORE: a kickin’ kitchen is a blast from the past. AFTER: no more dropped ceiling or guitar-shaped countertop!

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BEFORE: a water-damaged beam in the parlor ceiling caused buckling plaster. AFTER: the crew, looking up through the parlor ceiling, as they repair the damage and save all the historic molding!
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BEFORE: a blinding pink bathroom in fuschia florals. AFTER: a raw space, gutted down to the studs!

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uncovering pieces of the past

September 20th, 2010 | Posted by Jill in history | limestone renovation - (8 Comments)

Last night, I returned home from my new house with arms covered in drips of paint after another long day working in the kitchen. But beyond the physical exhaustion of cleaning and sanding and painting, I was beyond thrilled.

Yesterday afternoon, I found a single Kodak slide buried in a long-forgotten drawer. Scuffed up with a crack down the middle, I crossed my fingers and said a prayer that it would be salvageable. I held it up to the light and saw a beautiful shot of a young family, posed with their three children, the littlest boy on two legs taking some of his first steps. Though I’m not sure where or when the photograph was taken (mid-1970′s, somewhere in Brooklyn?), I am fairly certain this is my first glimpse of the family who grew up in my house.

And yes, that is the quiet sound of my heart melting.

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