Okay, the idea of painted hardwoods is SO COOL. The endless color options, the airiness or moodiness it can bring to a room, the worn-out spots that tell a story of the life lived on them, YESHHHH.
Don't the pale gray floors make those wood accents seem more polished-rustic than "cabin in the woods"?
And these dark herringbone ones?! Maybe herringbone is the secret to the beauty of this. But the black looks so dramatic in the picture. I love it.
Painted white floors mixed with green, my favorite color? *tear runs down face*
Okay they are all beautimus but I have a few trains of thought.
They will get dirty. If they are light colored you will see ickies, if they are darker you will see dust and lint.
But then...do I really care? Maybe that's part of the charm of a real home. Imperfection. Seeing billows of cat hair fluff across the floor (these are the cats I imagine having one day).
Though, my house (known as House) isn't a cabin. He's old, but not old enough where painting the floors is considered an upgrade. House is worried about ruining room after room of his perfectly good hardwoods. He can see future prospective buyers scoffing at his owner's mad decision to paint his floors on a whim. Bless poor House. He is subject to so many of my whims.
I believe, that if I listened to House, he would say he is good without the paint job. But if I ever move to a place where the floors aren't looking too great or it's a little more on the rustic side, you best believe I'm whipping out some Kilz and whatever color I've got on hand.