He smoked a pipe and she sold Avon in the 1970's. That's a pretty accurate description of the smell of the weird room/closet off of our 2nd floor bathroom (which is a complete horror show in and of itself). We spent yesterday cleaning the room, peeling off layers of mildewed wallpaper, and painting walls. Here's what it looked like the day we bought the house. We literally tore out the green carpet a few minutes after we walked in the door. That black trim along the top? Electrical tape. Yeah, I'm not sure why either. The wallpaper was covered in mold and in terrible condition, so it simply had to go.
The remaining green was interesting and very Anthropologie-esque, but the pervasive smell of Avon and pipe smoke necessitated a clean coat of paint.