Wednesday, September 15, 2010

Getting Domestic

There is steep learning curve when making the move from bachelor pad to domestic partnership with your significant other. It’s tough transitioning from a ten bedroom, downtown rental stocked with the finest in canned beer and day old takeout to a suburban ranch with two bedrooms, a Brita, and a teakettle. Both houses do have character, albeit one from a Jane Austen novel and the other from a National Lampoon movie.
Not even growing up with sisters can completely compare a man for moving in with his bride-to-be. It's not worse, just different. For example, I now get to use a bathroom with a hand towel that has been changed within the last six months, the couch is rarely boarding a stranger from a Tuesday night after party, and I have yet to come eye to eye with a mouse in the kitchen as I frequently did while residing at the Chateau de Bachelors.
All in all, it has been a welcome change, but not without its bumps. Who knew rinsing a dish isn't a good enough cleansing to authorize its reuse, and was anyone aware that a curling iron can't be put back in the vanity (a new word I learned, by the way) for SEVERAL hours? We are different animals, guys and dolls, and we practice divergent grooming regimens as a result. B introduced me to body wash and the “poof”. Hesitant at first, I tried a few showers lathering with the Koosh ball turned washcloth. Low and behold the experience was a joy. Not only does the poof improve rinsing efficiency, but body washes come in a variety of flavors that trump Dial’s waxy aroma. I now leave the house with a newfound confidence knowing my 2,000 parts smell of vanilla, tangerines, and honey. Thanks, honey!

-M
  

Wednesday, September 1, 2010

Home Improvement ManShee Style

So.....M & I decided to give our cozy little home a much needed facelift. While the first part of the summer was dedicated to the outside of our house, we decided to dedicate the fall to redecorating the inside, one room at a time. For a house that is under 1000 square feet, you'd think this would be easy, yes? No. A successful redeco requires two vital things: an eye for good taste and the ability to translate that good taste into your decor. We're working with neither. Now don't get me wrong, M can wear the hell out of a nice suit, but when it comes to home decor, he'd throw a Godfather poster on the wall and call it a day. And then there's me. I've always taken the road less traveled in terms of personal style, and when it comes to decorating, I suffer from multiple personality disorder. Part punk rock, part hippy, part Pottery Barn - I'm all over the place. What my mom politely refers to as "ecclectic" I refer to as urban kitsch. (Like your grandma's house, only a little less Betsy Ross and a little more Betsey Johnson.)

Keep in mind we're working with a small budget...and by that I mean no budget at all. Weddings don't come cheap and we're saving for one, so we're going to do everything we can to make this project an inexpensive one. If there's one thing I've learned from countless hours of HGTV it's that a fabulous alternative to buying new stuff is taking things you own and making them new again! For example, we're still rocking the same clunky IKEA coffee table I bought for my studio apartment in Queens 10 years ago but we're not ready to buy a new one. Easy solution? A new coat of paint in a new color. It's like getting a fun new table that didn't cost you a thing. We did the same with two side tables and two Adirondack chairs for our yard. Not only does a new coat of paint make your old furniture pop, but it's a great money saver. PLUS, you get to spend time with your honey doing something fun for your love nest. (Cut to me screaming "You're doing it wrong!" and M screaming back "How do you paint wrong? Seriously. Brush, paint, table. I think I can connect the dots.")

Quick tip: When painting (especially in 90 degree heat) make sure to have proper ventilation and drink plenty of water. M found that out the hard way when he almost passed out into a can of paint. Luckily it was Espresso Gloss, so he would have matched our TV stand.

Blog ya later, peeps.
XO, B