I better not even be talking about another bathroom reno after I've been stringing you along for two months with Kitchen pictures.
Except. You'll like this.
I'm ordering a black toilet seat off of Amazon for The Upstairs Bathroom, which Andrew agreed to only because I promised it has a seat warmer and a butt wiper and an ultra sophisticated laser that takes care of personal grooming. It will also sing show tunes.
He doesn't get why I'm putting it into (what will be) a completely white washed bathroom, one that will have little to no other black.
But I have my reasons.