When we first bought this house there was a 1940's chandelier hanging in the living room. The owner, who was the original owner, asked if she could keep it considering in had been in her family a while. I was a-okay with that one because I wasn't in love with it anyway and if you would have met the previous owner you would know how sweet and spunky she was and wouldn't be able to say no either. So once that sucker was gone we were left with a completely blank slate and had several ideas on how we wanted the light to look and the impact we wanted it to make. The dining room is an open area and is connected to the living area. Since the living room doesn't have any overhead lighting we figured that the dining room light would be our only way to get a little puh-zazz to the room. We liked a fixture found at Anthropologie. It had exposed bulbs and ran along the outside of what looked to be a black painted hula hoop. We were almost settled on it when I found this.....
It is called the Edison Chandelier and is from Pottery Barn. Once it was delivered we had to decide how to install this baby. This is where Ross got very inventive.....
He measured the length of the cords and cut that length in string/twine
We realized that Solo cups were a similar height to the light bulbs so we taped them onto the twine. Then we hung them from the ceiling. We used Blue painters tape to adhere the twine to the ceiling so that we could see what we thought about the spacing. The height of the solo cup wasn't a concern since we would be able to adjust that once the fixture was installed, more to come on that later. Once we decided where we would like the spacing to be we removed the solo cups and left the tape on the ceiling. It looks like a little reneck chandelier. Jeff Foxworthy would be proud.
With the chandelier installed we were ready to start drilling into the ceiling.
Also---I thought I might just in to say that Ross decided to take on this project during a Thunderstorm. Not just a light shower and dark skies! I'm talking like we couldn't watch The Office because the weather lady from Channel 4 was completely monopolizing the television screen telling people in counties around us to get ready to enter their 'safe area'. Even though Ross had disconnected the power to the lights I still felt that in the case of lightning stiking our house directly (which seemed to be a plausible event since it was lighting up the sky all around us) it would still go through the electrical wires and take out Ross or at least make his hair curlier then it already is. I was worried to say the least. sheesh.