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i’m not your normal girl. i’m pretty sure you’ve figured that out already. my boyfriend isn’t you normal kind of guy either (i mean come on, we call him steel rod!). it’s a pretty nice pairing. both of us live in our own little worlds and both of those worlds are actually quite fantastical.
last night we had to make a trip out to home depot for a super duper el cheapo window ac unit since it would be 110 degrees in our bedroom when it was only 90 outside. whenever we get to a home improvement store, we just wander around literally for a few hours and day dream and “oooo” and “ahhhh!” and so many “oh! we could…!” kind of things. when we do this, if anybody else is in the area they just kind of give us this look like “you want to do WHAT to your place?”
every room in the house, we have a dream theme for. the living room is to eventually look like a world traveling adventurer lived there. one that hunted vampires (steven hates vampires, i love vampire folklore. we have a casket in our living room with both elements in it). his game room is to look like an old west saloon (we’re even looking for the swinging doors!). our master bathroom we want to look like a roman era bath. our bedroom will eventually look like trees are bursting through the walls and birds are nesting in them with jeweled eggs. the half bath and laundry room will be a full bath and laundry room, but done in the style of a 1930s prairie farmhouse. the center room will be an arcade and music room, with murals of comic book characters and a hand built arcade machine.
but the kitchen? the kitchen i want to look like a hybrid of a colonial apothecary and my imagination. oh, how wicked it will be.
i am a pretty decent cook, i wouldn’t say i am amazing. that i claim only for baking. cooking to me is like some science where some of it doesn’t make sense, it’s experimental, and it should make you feel better in the long run. also, my odd fascination with my kitchen having mostly clear glass and metal but yet a still welcoming feel all adds up to “apothecary” in my head.

another view of above shop
i’ve already started picking through yard sales and flea markets and buying what i could afford (a dollar here, 75 cents there, 3 dollars over there) in really nice clear but ornamental shaped glass containers for the kitchen. i love the look of things being collected or on display. i want to be able to see everything and then make beautiful ornate metal tags for them all as if i was doing something witchy that nourished the health of my loved ones. cooking is spell making, seriously.
now, traditional apothecaries are open aired, i want that to an extent. i want cabinet doors, but glass ones. i feel it gives it a more of a finished look. i do want to keep it older looking, though. distressed or roughed up a teensy bit. i don’t like bright shiny and new, i don’t feel that is welcoming to me. i want the perfect combo of home cooked love science ina relaxing enchanting kind of feel.
the color i want the cabinets is Rookwood Sash Green from sherwin williams. it’s the middle ground between green, blue, and grey. i look at that color and i feel like i want to take a deep peaceful breath, roll up my sleeves and get busy with as mile on my face. here is an example of it on a house. it is a historic paint color for the colonies.

eventually i want the horrible pink and green linoleum ripped up from our floor and have a nice walnut hardwoods, or heck! some walnut wood looking flooring. i’m not all that picky and know we’re not rich and can make due with what i’ve given. i also want nickel/pewter pressed tin tiles as backsplash and walnut wood looking counter tops, walnut wood (or walnut stained wood) crown moulding. and if we ever get into the attic space and see it’s not needed and just empty, maybe open up the ceiling so you can see the beams and put some skylights it.
it’s very hard to explain how refined, mystical, delicate, strong, welcoming, scientific, and display like i want the whole thing. i want somebody to go into that kitchen and want to sit down and just look around in wonder but not feel displaced from it all, but like they walked into something awesome.
cause if i don’t feel that way, i doubt i’ll want to ever clean it, be in there to cook, or eat my cereal.
i’ll leave you with inspiration pics, each a link to it’s source.
ps. i noticed nobody ever leaves any comments. that makes me feel sheepish.

Black Walnut Butcher Block Top

Stabler-Leadbeater Apothecary, Alexandria

