Today turned out to be a simple evening. Cora finished work early and decided to use the extra time to light the fireplace and continue reading the assigned book for the online book club she had joined not that long ago. She carefully stacked the logs the same way an old boyfriend had taught her a few years back; 3 logs, tented, with one fatwood sliver in between. That relationship didn't work out, but she certainly learned a lot from him thanks to his "handy-dandy" skills. As she relaxed with her book, she would occasionally glance at the flames and felt the warmth not just on her skin but from within. She wasn't ever sure why, but sitting by a fire always made her feel like she was connected to something other than to herself. She loved her fireplace. It was a deal breaker while she was house hunting. No matter how amazing a house was, if it didn't have a wood-burning fireplace, she'd effortlessly walk away. Cora placed the book down, keeping it open so as to not lose her place. She leaned back taking inventory of her feelings for the large grey stone that framed the fireplace. When she bought the house, the initial idea was to take it down and replace it with something new. But sitting here now, she realizes that without a doubt she loves the stone. "The stone stays" Cora says aloud with conviction. "Just needs a makeover", she shrugs. "Possibly a white. A creamy white" she whispers as she nods in approval. Satisfied with her decision, Cora picks up the book and continues to read. The very heart of Cora's home was about to get an upgrade.
As with Cora, the heart of my home is the fireplace. It's not just a source of heat to keep us warm, but it holds power to bring people together. She creates an ambiance of coziness and gently nudges everyone toward conversation. But even in silence, we all feel connected, fascinated by the glowing light of the dancing flames. The fireplace is the keeper of many unforgettable memories. She showcases every holiday and every season proudly, year after year. Even when it's not lit, she stands tall and strong above us all, a focal point the moment you enter the room. Yes, my fireplace is female in my book. She holds many of the characteristics that most of the women in my life have. And for that very reason, my fireplace was getting a makeover.
I clung onto the fireplace surround the moment I bought the house. Just not the color of the stone, that could go. I knew I wanted to keep her bright and airy while still maintaining that strength, nothing too delicate, but nothing overly dramatic in color either. If asked what style of home décor I feel drawn to, I'm going to mention a few. I'm a boho-chic, modern farmhouse, mid-century modern kind of girl! In that order. And the fireplace had to reflect all three of those.
Below is my simple makeover journey to taking my already loved fireplace (I was the only one that loved her at this moment) to a level where everyone now admires her.