Not the old lady perfume.
I am notorious for failing to take before pictures, this being no exception. Here is a rough idea of the way the house looked before I painted the door:
It looks SO much better, doesn’t it?
Ignore the open “storm” door (it’s only called that because it looks like it’s been through a hurricane, not because it does anything a storm door is supposed to). We got a new, nice one, but it’s not up yet and it was hard to see the color with the current one shut.
Viola! I love it! The wreath was picked up at a junk sale for $1, and the letter is from one of the craft stores. And yes, we need to pressure wash the house, we totally know that. It’s already on the very long list of Stuff We Really Need to Do, Talk About Doing Often, But Never Get Around To.