...true confessions...

...there are no towel bars...

...there is no door...

...but...

...lots of stars on my dreamy shower curtain...

...a couple images of Dad...

...he was so young on the left...

...he was so young at heart on the right...

...creamy white drapes on the doorway...

...and shelf above...

...the suitcase I carried as a child...

...my brother took me to Washington DC...

...my initials are still there...

...SJB...

...on the narrow shelf above the pegs...

...a lovely photo of my husband's class as H. S. seniors...

...sweet white pitchers...

...a tarnished old silver bud vase...

...on the wall...

...a wonderful heart motif carved in wood...

...which used to be part of some old Victorian house many years ago...

...it is a tiny bathroom...

...but I do love it...

...cozy...

...white...

...complete with chandelier...

...the bathroom tissue holder is unique...

...doubling as a magazine rack...

...my favorite piece..

...this little gem is perfect for storing treasures..

...jewelry...

...make-up...

...I'm a shameful 'stacker'...

...even in my bathroom...

...from old Old Spice to a shoe last with my name on it...

...vintage platter and one more star...

...another little shelf doing double duty...

...an old wire basket with crisp white wash cloths...

...reminds me of childhood summers at the pool in Brook...

...do you recognize me...

...a friend gave me that sweet little frame...

...the miniature dress form on the left...

...is covered with white buttons...

...all sewed on my hand...

...true confessions...

...yes, I did it...

...the tiniest little little cherub...

...in the right hand corner...

...is in charge of keeping order...

...and serenity in this little spot...

...I only wish she could clean my sweet bathroom, too...

"All life is an experiment. 

The more experiments you make the better." 

Ralph Waldo Emerson