The little Red Brick House that could

This is the story of a really lucky dressmaker who will be flip flopping a house.  This is an impossible dream I have had for years.  It is still a dream that compels me to do some pretty loud commuter singing on the way to the house in the morning.  I really can't describe the complete joy, stress, happiness, anticipation, and sense of doom I feel on an hourly basis.... and I love it!

This is the Living room.  I do love the brick and stove.  The space is cozy.  The room with the accordion doors will be walled up and turned into the master bedroom that it once was.  

A nice shot of the original bath and sink.  Love the fixtures.  

Details... the wallpaper has been partially removed at this moment.  

The front door will be staying.  

The kitchen.  

I am posting these so whoever is interested gets the feel for the house before anything has been done.  It is a very sweet home, which you can't create with shiny surfaces.  I do believe a home becomes sweet from the people who live their lives within.  

Here is the reason I get to live out this dream of mine...  my dad.  He might be the Coolest Dad Ever.  He is also retired and is a sucker for a good project.  He is so single minded, I can't get him to take a day off.  

Genetically we are similar and because of that we make a dangerous pair.  He will say, "Lets take out all of the electricity and replace it starting from the pole outside."  A  normal person would say, "I don't know about that, isn't it a bit overboard?"  But because I am my father's daughter, I say, "Perfect, let's do it!"  

This will be the first installment of the Dressmaker's Red Brick House Flip.  I know it isn't appropriate for a dress blog, but I do find so many similarities between homes and dresses.  Plus, my friends and family seem interested, so thank you for humoring me.