Earlier this week, I headed to Robert Dyas and bought my weight in 3M Hanging Strips. I was so nervous about our huge mirror dropping off the wall that I didn't want to take any chances. It was well worth it, if only for the looks I got off the lady who rang me up on the till.
After creating an acne-like covering of velcro on the back of the mirror (I ended up using about 15 strips), I stuck it in place. I held it there, putting pressure on the wall for what felt like an age, until I finally worked up the courage to remove [just one] hand. Slowly I moved the other, and the mirror remained on the wall.
Stepping off the step ladder, I refused to take my eyes off the mirror, and even hours later I waited for the crash....but it never came.
And with the successful hanging of the mirror, I declare the hallway done. Here it was when I came home one afternoon and thought to myself "ick"...
And here she is now in all her bright white, striped ceiling splendor.
And yes...that is a Game of Thrones book. I promise you, for the bottom of my heart, that isn't mine.