outdated bathroom mirror glow up

HELLLLLLOOOOOOO, MISS THANG

As well documented, I'm a fan of taking the route entitled "FREE, OR VERY CLOSE TO FREE, HOME IMPROVEMENT." It's been like this for all the years of homeownership, and regardless of any future budget size decisions, I think it will remain so. It's the most fun, at least for us Cisneros's over here.

So imagine my extreme delight when Chad told me that we were going to DO SOMETHING with the old, came-with-the-house mirror that *I* had stored on *his* work bench in the garage. I told him, "GREAT! I know exactly what we should do: make a gigantic mirror for the downstairs hallway!" Desperate to get it away from his workspace, he said, "sure!" GOOD HUSBAND.

It's one of these mirrors, the type we have all across America in every single new build:



So sad. So much potential. 

This gigantic-mirror-desire-for-our-downstairs-hallway sprung out of what other than... perusing Anthropologie and salivating over their GIGANTIC GORGEOUS FLOOR MIRRORS. That particular mirror set is JUST TOO GOOD. So gorgeous. So pricey. But I completely understand why! Do you know how much joy that would bring a human being to walk by everyday? Definitely worth it. 

However, if you just so happen to have a 5x3' mirror lying around on your husband's work bench, and could envision adding an additional foot to the top and bottom to make it similar proportions to Anthro's, then hey my friend, you are in luck.

Alright! So I was bad and hardly took any pictures of us making this, but here was the gist:

1. We got a super rough, large piece of plywood (OSB? Proper name?) to glue the mirror to, and then at the bottom, Chad used teensy, tiny screws to act as a sort of shelf for the mirror. Heaven forbid it should slide down, it would be held up by the tiny screws, and held BACK by the upper part of the frame.

2. Once that dried, Chad cut a piece of sanded plywood into the 4 sides of the frame. The frame exceeds the original piece of plywood, which ultimately hides it. 


3. I then black washed it - who knew that was a thing? I mixed equal parts black paint with water. I wanted the grain to show through, but didn't want a chestnut-type vibe, which is all the stain we had. I was very happy with the result.

4. Then, in order to ensure it would stay on the wall despite 3 kids, a large dog and us walking by it thousand of times (SUPER high traffic area), we decided it was best to screw it straight into the wall. THAT THANG AIN'T GOIN' NO WHERE. 


STOKED. It's 100% what I had envisioned in that space from the second we walked through the house. Isn't it funny how your VERY FIRST instinct on how to decorate a space is the RIGHT way to do it? There have been soooooo many instances where I have a vision, execute said vision, then because I change my mind all the time, think it would be better to rearrange - without fail, I always end up switching it back to what I had initially envisioned. It makes me feel great about going with my gut!

Wahoooooooooo for a project that PACKS A SERIOUS PUNCH. YASSSSS.



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