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On Color

January 20, 2013

I’m a visual girl. I always have been. It’s the one thing I’ve always known I would be good at and would be part of my life in one way or another. I remember helping my parents fit our many suitcases into the car for road trips with an OCD kind of joy… they told me I was the only one who could manage to put that puzzle together thanks to my obvious visual acuity, although most certainly they were fibbing (thanks for the confidence boost, Mom!). I’ve been antique shopping since I was 6 or 7, painting, drawing, merchandising fake stores and now I boast the title of Creative Director for a living. Therefore when it came to building our house I approached the task of decorating it with an arrogance that was slightly above appropriate, even for me (if you are reading this, Scott Sprecher, I don’t want to hear a word on Monday). I’ve got this, right? This is my bag, yes?

No. The answer to that is, no. Picking the colors for my home keeps me up at night. Not like scouring websites and Pinning to the”dream house” board up. More like, doing eyes-closed tours of my own home looking at the paint on my imaginary walls only to find out I chose a pink shade of gray when I wanted a greige. THE HUMANITY! Good LORD, what is wrong with me? I have been to the Lowe’s paint department three times, Benjamin Moore once and Sherwin Williams four times each time coming out with two or more new samples in a mad search for the perfect colors.

I think the worst thing is looking at other styles and wondering if I’m just mucking it all up beyond repair. Don’t you just immediately feel inferior when you come upon one of those “I-can-do-anything-and-make-everything-look-like-it-popped-out-of-Better-Homes-and-Gardens–for-no-more-than-$20!” blogs? Seriously, women. WHAT DO YOU DO ALL DAY? I guess re-paint, re-finish, troll garage sales and wake up at 5am to blog and make everyone homemade granola… then post pictures of said granola and the recipe. I’m not bitter. Really.

Honestly,  I love that sort of thing to a degree—don’t get me wrong—but the colors on my wall are a substantial commitment. I’m not doing this again in a few years when I whip up a new slip cover and paint my coffee table the latest shade of awesome. I am all about making small changes as trends evolve, but the walls are pretty much it for at least a decade. Not the kids, of course… pink  probably won’t survive high school.

All that to say, this has been a hard task for little ol’ me. I’ve gotten pretty good at making decisions, though. I found this fantastic little thing at Sherwin Williams called Small Wall, which is basically a square foot of sturdy material with a sticky back. This made the task of doing samples on the wall a lot easier. But they ran out so I bought some poster board and stuck it up for the last round of the “main house” color. Posterboard was much more porous, so the color was probably a bit more je ne sais quois than it would have been on the Small Wall product or on the wall itself, but its what I had. Example:

color wall

Before I got smart about it I let the kids help. “What fun family activity greatness we shall have!” I thought. Managing this project was, how doth one say, a pain in my a#$.

kids painting

Now you can see why I ended up with the Small Wall and posterboard. These loonies got rather liberal with their swatch painting. I think our builder enjoyed that.

But eventually, I got it all sorted. We’ll see what it all looks like when the walls are donned with my amateur choices. The color on the bottom center looks much more tan than it really is. Maybe I’ll be back at this in a year or two. Oy vey.

agreeable white pavestone Meditative diminutive_pink comfort_gray Colors

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