When we moved in, the blinds were down. Privacy, sure, but what a waste of a foyer window!
Much as I hated it, we didn't have any way to get up there to open the blind and we weren't really in favor of having it permanently open to the eyes of passersby, anyway. (It does look right in on the bedroom hallway and guest bathroom.)
This is where I took an aesthetic risk and bought "stained glass" static cling film for it.
Which sat in the closet for months because... we still didn't have any way to get up there.
But Saturday night, thanks to a borrowed ladder and a trying-hard-to-be-supportive Mr. Right (even though I hadn't put this particular project on his master "Before Christmas" list — whoops!) I was fifteen feet in the air, cleaning a filthy window and applying fake stained glass to it. (Mr. Right offered to be the one on the ladder, but I felt like having the smaller person steadied by the larger person made more sense than vice versa.)
The immediate result, after dark, was underwhelming from inside. Sadly, not too thrilling from outside, either, even with a candle in the window.
But the next morning? It's beautiful. (Both the kids said so, too.)