I am sick of BROWN. (Heretofore known as "Br" or "that color" because of the wordle Elle made of this blog!)
I mean I still like Br.
I like brownies and rocky road and trees (trunks) and D's hair and my roots (well, not really my roots) and certain delectable color combinations like pink & brown and hot fudge, and scotchmallow bars, and many other brown things I'm sure.
But I am kind of OVER br as the main color in which our home is decorated.
Even though I decorated the piano room with RED... it is still heavy and dark with that other color that shall remain nameless.
I still like the pirate ship/renaissance/old world look, but I am kind of over it in my home.
I like colors.
I kind of miss them.
Life is too short to leave out color.
I want to live in full color.
I'm not exactly sure how or when I will be able to affect this transition, but here is a little picture I have in my head.
I know there is a leather chair in the mix, but I think leather (and yes, even a little of that particular color) have their place... I am just sick of Br every where I turn. I want my eyes to feast on patterns and colors and freshness and LIFE.
But where do I start? I am surrounded by BR.
My BLOG is that color.
Old habits dies hard.