And slowly a kitchen was created.
This is how the empty little room started:
Rather dreary, indeed.
And so the girl said, "Let there be light."
That's better. Now we can see what we're doing.
This is the lower level of the annex, and it is going to be my kitchen.
Have you ever had the loathsome chore of picking out wallpaper for a real house? I have. I hate it. The whole interior of my real house is white. Painted white. I have broken all of my fingernails down to the bed, scraped every knuckle, and fallen off of ladders to rid my real house of the stuff. Wallpaper? In my opinion? KILL IT!
But the Victorians loved it.
And as it turns out, there's a hell of a lot more variety to be easily obtained on a miniature scale. And you don't need gallons of toxic industrial adhesive to put it up, and you don't need vats of fabric softener and a titanium scraper to take it down. All you need is a clever eye and a stationary or craft store with a scrapbooking aisle to choose a small print, and a few dollops of Elmer's to put it up.
So, after adding in the appliances, a table and chairs, some shelving, a mother of pearl tile backsplash, and some kitchen accessories (including a silk flower arrangement), the kitchen is done!
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