Beauty of toilet
Yesterday, my mum's friends came for a visit. Then, there was one kid who wanted to use the toilet. Once she stepped out, she informed her mum loudly that the toilet was very beautiful.
During the meals, almost one by one excused herself to go to toilet. I assume that they were very curious about the claim made by the kid and a child does not tell lie.
Let me give tips how to beautify your toilet.
Tip 1: Construct the wall with nice tile, similar to those in hotel
Tip 2: Renovate your flooring with rocky tiles, which induce reflexology and wake up your sense through foot
Tip 3: Arrange your toilteries on the classic ceramic ware neatly
Tip 4: Decorate your window with curtains or preferably blinds as they ventilate bathroom well
Tip 5: Paint your ceiling with rennaisance style. It is hard work for me because there are so many details
Tip 6: Add flowers, preferably orchid to creat aesthetic effect for the toilet.
Tip 7: Style your pipe into marble-looked column. I use three colour to create marble effect ( Warning: Messing job)
Tip 8: Add artificial plants such as ferns to make the place relaxing
I tell her to trust my taste in interior design. Designing is a skill too, or else why NTU, NUS and other polythenics have courses on designing. The problem is my mum can not get the overall picture of the design I want to do for the house. She opposes my ideas but then she cannot argue with my ideas.
Knowledge is powerful.
Last time, I made her cry so hard because I boycotted her to help her to do house cleaning and decorating for the festive seasons just because she oppose my idea to create the home more beautiful. To her, my design make the home more smaller while she prefer spacious atmosphere.
Then why she keeps buying those renaissance-styled furnitures which is big and occupy space?
At last, I still helped her decorate the house, but while she was sleeping, even my family. I did everything myself, from arranging those big furnitures, putting on the curtain, laying out the carpet, wiping the dirt, sweeping and whatever more.
Because she is my mum and I feel bad being a bastard that time.
Of course, I learn how to negotiate regarding the layout plus using the tetimonials from her friends and relatives, she listens to me nowadays, sometimes reluctantly.
Who cares. I love beauty.
The only ugly place in my house is my room, the working place. Ironic.
Check out my medusa-styled hair. It indicte that it is high time for a new haircut
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