Right now I’m hating wallpaper. Hating it! The previous occupant of my home put up a wallpaper border that spans the perimeter of the kitchen and the main hallway, and getting it to come off has been a real pain in my ass. I remember quite clearly telling our realtor that we wanted to put an offer on the house and his response… “That’s the first thing that has to go,” he said. Maybe if I hadn’t dragged my feet and made it the fifteenth thing to go (possibly the fiftieth, but who’s counting?) it wouldn’t be manifesting a will to live that frankly amazes me. It just. won’t. come. off.
And yet there are still some wallpapers I think about installing in my home, even though I know I’d grow sick of them on some future day and curse myself for my choices. Like Frames Wallpaper, which is advertised as being for kids, but come on. We all know who makes the wallpapering decisions in a family.
You can draw or paint in the empty frames, or glue pictures or postcards or inspirational tear-outs from magazines right into them. Or use putty, I suppose, though I wonder if that would leave a tell-tale blue mark.
Here’s what it looks like up close:
See also: Familjen Wallpaper Same idea, different execution.