The smoking room
- Liz Constable

- Aug 16
- 3 min read
It was a rainy cold wintery weekend and I wanted an inside project, so I decided to do a makeover on my lounge. I'd been thinking about it for quite some time. I'm also becoming a little more bold with bringing colour into the house.
Inspired by friends who recently created a dark moody lounge, I decided to give it a go myself. I wanted it to feel like the kind of smoking rooms you see in old films set in gentlemen's clubs!














P.S I just wanted to add a little personal note and a nod to my mum who passed away two years ago. She was a smoker and a very practical and down to earth Mancunian woman (a woman from Manchester, UK). She told me: 'when you're dead, you're dead, none of this passing away nonsense."
Shortly after her passing, I was in my lounge having a big cry when the whole room filled with the smell of cigarettes. There were no windows or doors open.
It might sound strange, but it was the most comforting and familiar smell and I was immediately filled with so much love for her, I knew she would be always with me.
So calling my lounge, 'The Smoking Room' is very much a tribute to her.





That was a fabulous read Liz. I can relate to the smell of smoke, I get that when my Dad visits me. Everything closed no one around, but then you smell the cigarette. It is comforting.
what green did you choose....it is gorgeous!!! You're a TIDY painter!!! What a lovely tribute to your mum. 💚
Your mum would so love The Smoking Room. In my favorite photo she holds her cigarette with the gorgeous insouciance of an old time movie star. I'm dreaming of buying a pack and getting on an airplane . . . ❤️