Sigh. Unfortunately, I don't currently have a bath tub in the little pied–à–terre we are renovating but I am looking around and trying to find a spot for one. If I could work out the privacy issue, I'd have a bathing room that opened up completely to the garden. I could soak my cares away amidst the scent of lavender and roses watching the hummingbirds and butterflies make their rounds on a sunny morning or slip into a midnight bath and count the stars. —Doesn't that sound heavenly?
The wood elements and mix of textures in the rustic bathing room above results in a cozy, enveloping feeling. To make it ideal, I'm imagining a fireplace on one wall and on the other, a bank of French doors open to a lush garden. Actually, scratch that. As long as I'm dreaming... I'm in the bath overlooking rolling hills somewhere in Tuscany. Let's see...Montepulciano...San Gimignano...Yes. That's the ticket.