There are decorative desires which, in theory or in others, seem perfectly adapted to our needs but which prove to be false good ideas once in our interiors. Here is one that this decor enthusiast pays today today.
When she embarks on the renovation of an old cellar on the island of Ré, Florence, mother of four, attacks a sacred challenge as the places are in their juice, everything is (re) doing. Fortunately, she has no trouble planning and has elegant, warm and practical interior desires. So, she takes her time, leafing through magazines, is inspired on social networks: “I wanted something contemporary, capable of blending with the cozy atmosphere that was going to reign here.”
On paper, its decorative choices, and this in particular, seemed perfect. The agreement with the old stones that were going to be preserved, the contrast to the light walls, the modernity of the lines … All the boxes are checked. “I found it sober and chic. And in a bright environment like ours, I told myself that it would go very well.” Except that in everyday life, the dream quickly turned into a nightmare.
This daring choice was that of a black kitchen. Refined, certainly, but demanding in terms of maintenance. “The black facades in matt finish is hell. The slightest trace of the finger is seen. Even following the manufacturers’ instructions for cleaning, it remains a wound. Without handles, it’s even worse. Forget the push to open doors.” Florence also realized that the sink she had chosen was having difficulty cleaning up. “Ours was black, and I don’t remember the exact material, but with limestone, it was dirty all the time. However, the appliance full black and the tap, it was.”
Today, she would not do the same choice for nothing in the world. “For someone maniac like me, it’s just not possible. It must be impeccable all the time, and it’s exhausting.” With hindsight, she rather recommends playing on contrasts. “A dark stone worktop, black touches, yes. But the facades, no. I did it once … never again.” To the Enreheur!
