Pretty: my bathroom. We have been slowly renovating this bathroom for a long time, doing all the work ourselves (except cabinet-building and toilet-setting). We're on the penultimate stretch, I think. I love my bathroom because it is most reflective of what I like best: white, thrifted, glass, shiny.
Everything here makes me happy: footed compote dishes of special soap, my little elephant who holds clips, the nail brush.
My favorite bubble bath + my bamboo toothbrush + my bathroom cleaner + wedding party favor mint julep cup that yes, needs to be polished. I will get to it!
The glass sprayer is full of homemade cleaner, but I love the way it looks (and smells) so much that I cannot stand to put it away. It's real glass, and filled with a water-vinegar-lemon essential oil mixture.
Funny: wood floors in the bathroom generally elicit horror, but I love them.
Real: remember how I said I'm on the penultimate stretch? Behold, the shower. Caulk gun + rags + bits of leftover trim + who-knows-what-else...not pretty, happy, or funny, but very real.
(Linking up to LMLD's Pretty, Happy, Funny, and Real tonight.)