Last week, I discovered The Nester and her Window Mistreatment 101. It looked so easy I just had to try it. When I mentioned to Wes that I wanted to nail some fabric to the wall, for some reason he just didn't get very excited. Men don't like nailing anything to the wall. He probably thinks I've gone slightly insane. He didn't tell me not to do it, though, so I forged ahead as soon as I got some upholsterer's nails.
Here is the window in our back hall. It's right off our kitchen, and is flanked by our powder room on the left and the stairs to the basement on the right. It just looks out to our neighbor's wall. Here you can see my pitiful attempt at decorating with old books. Also, my impatience. I didn't want to wait till daylight to work on these windows, and I didn't want to take the mistreatment down to take a "before" picture. So the pictures are at night. With a flash. I know. The cardinal sin of picture-taking.
Here is the other window I wanted to do: the back door.
My fabric is actually two cafe curtain panels with roosters on the bottom. I got them on clearance, along with a cascading valance (also with roosters), for $1.00. So this is at least a frugal endeavor. Here is one curtain.
What I did was fold the panel a little less than in half, just enough to hide those roosters, then nailed each end just outside the edge of the window frame. Took up the slack in the middle, then once again between the middle and each side. Now I have a red-and-white check valance, and if I ever want to have roosters - they're still there. No roosters were harmed in the making of this window mistreatment.
I did basically the same thing on the door, except it's not nailed into place; it's held by the valance thingy of the blinds. I'm not as pleased with this one, so I'll probably try to figure out something else. It does look more homey, just not as neat as the other window.
No one in my family has said anything about my mistreatments. I don't know if it's because they haven't noticed, or the windows look bad. Maybe they're just afraid. I like them, and as The Nester says, "It doesn't have to perfect to be beautiful." Well, beautiful might be stretching things, but better than bare windows, anyway. Now I have plans for more windows; I have a bedskirt that I don't use anymore . . .