my house lacks style, pt. 2
If you’ve been following along, you know I’ve decided that, after three months in our not-new-enough-to-call-it-new-anymore house, it’s time to start decorating. But because I’m me, I have to do it a little bit at at time.
The dining room is pretty well taken care of at this point. Recently I turned my attention to my bare, kinda-boring kitchen cabinets.
I have these super cool vintage liquor decanters that were painted by my great grandmother. I actually have no idea how old they are. I do know that they portray ridiculous cultural stereotypes, but I love them anyway.
They represent, from left to right: rice wine, vino, brandy, Scotch, Vodka, Irish whiskey, moonshine and bourbon. Aren’t they fantastic?
I mean, check out that cool colonel.
But this Moonshine guy is my all-time favorite:
So I took the cool liquor decanters and paired them with various vases, filled with just some of the thousands of corks that my husband has been collecting for years. He’s not a huge wino, I promise; once people hear that Mr. B collects corks, they tend to save them for him.
It’s not a gorgeous backsplash, but it’s a start. I’m making my way through the house, bit by bit.