i am still trying to combat my color fears.
this week i took a set of shelves i found out thrifting, that happened to be the same as my bathroom ones but in white and decided to boldly go where i have not boldly gone before with a paintbrush.
i bought a can of pink paint, not any old soft, gentle 'be kind to my eyes' pink paint, but bright, in your face, 'i glow at night' pink paint. (i fear i am losing it completely these days, must be the lurkingness of turning 41)
two days on i am still reeling from being taken out of my comfort zone.
made worse by my need to use the paint up, after all i had spent good money on the stuff. and so foolishly, i continued to wield my paintbrush on the inside of our dresser hutch... (trust me when i say the color is rather subdued in this picture)
i got so scared afterwards that i found my handy dandy staple gun and some lace to 'cover up' my 'battling with color' moment...
i see many fabulous examples here, but when it comes to my own space i appear to lose my way more often than not...
my lovely 'doubters' cupboard of last week only became it's soft shade of blue because i had left over paint from my utility room and our bathroom. having lived with this color for over a year i knew it was a safe bet, but having run out of leftover paint i felt the need to branch out and attempt a new palette.
my man commented "ummm, is that set of shelves new?" as he shielded his eyes from the glare upon entering the shed.
"yes, i painted it today... what do you think?"
"well..." he hesitated and then continued with the 'tone of voice' from one who is fearful to offend "it's quite bright for you isn't it?"
"i know!" i broke down, "i don't know what i was thinking, i was overcome by a moment of bravery, or some might say madness, and now i have a tin of paint containing fluorescent salmon pink and a shelf and dresser cupboard that scare me."
nothing for it but to live with my new 'scary' color for a while, not because i think the color will grow on me, but more because little olive has taken it upon herself since the kids went back to school to become a 'pickle of the utmost kind' and thus making sure any free time i might donate to painting and crafting be donated to her instead...
she is off to collect the eggs with little olive and used dog in tow, in an attempt to get out of the glare ~ Tif