Can't stop, won't stop.
I was sitting on the floor at the top of our stairs and Dom was being difficult, refusing to come up to brush his teeth and I put my head back in frustration which put the light fixture directly in my line of vision. That's how it started. And maybe it was my frame of mind from Dom but I looked at it and I said: I hate you. To the light. I love my son, as difficult as he is. But the light. Not my style anymore that's all. I wanted it gone. So I took to the internet and found the Kichler Barrington line at Lowe's. I'll just take them all please! Anyways so while the light at the top of the stairs started it I kept going as I tend to do. The light in the powder room had to go as well! To this:
And the before's! Powder room. Top of stairs (old old post but apparently I don't really take photos of that area often). Master bathroom.