I am having a Michael Bargo moment.




The upstairs floors are sanded and Seattle floor guru Tommy Tran's team will stain them dark tomorrow. Yay. Today I am painting. Good-bye crappy beige, hello totally uninspired white. I realize I should shoot for color, but I am having a Michael Bargo moment with a touch of Fawn-Galli-esque love of chrome. I found two chrome chairs this weekend and really want to get one and have it reupholstered in orange leather, just to give the room a shot of heroin, you know?

We'll see.



The first chair I found is just like these white chairs above.



Loving these chairs, too.