Over the last few months we’ve gradually turned our kitchen from what our friend Tony described as ‘dirty-Neapolitan ice cream pink’ (like after it melts a bit and after all the other flavours have been mixed in) to a fresh, shiny white and glossy grey.
Hmmm Neapolitan…
Livin’ the dream in Sydney’s (inner) western ‘burbs with a Wookie and a bossy cat.