Go ahead, make me. I’ve had a fondness for pink for ages. Long before this most recent obsession that has everyone from restaurants to upscale homes crushing on this pretty pastel. I painted my bedroom pink in my second property and loved how it made me feel. The soft complimentary light, the calming effect it has after a dusty day that tried its darnedest to make you into a dull girl. It brings a little rose to the cheek. It makes your lips curl up just a bit at the edge. Men don’t have to admit to liking it, but I know many do.
Today, my beyond fabulous painting that I purchased from Blue Print Store in Dallas will arrive here in Boston after its stopover in New Orleans. Don’t ask, I just request they tell me when to be there to receive it.
Kid Gloves will be knocking on the door between 2 – 5pm and guess what colors they will be delivering? Pink, and blue, and mint, and peach, and red, and black, and my steady and enduring lovely…gray. This painting will be the centerpiece of my next project. Tink (that’s my sister) told me in no uncertain terms I wasn’t to buy any new furniture for this one…I crossed my fingers when I promised I wouldn’t. Really, aside from me going broke and having to live with her when I am old and gray, what could she possibly have in which to object? She is the happy recipient of many of my cast offs. The Surf Shack has my beautiful apple green lamps from One King’s Lane adorning the matching Bungalow 5 white dressers, and complimenting the organdy tray ceiling accent color and Designer’s Guild striped curtains. Come to think of it my little Omph slipper chair from Charlestown is in that bedroom too. I’ve been thinking about re-upholstering my 6 month old day bed from Restoration Hardware and making it a centerpiece of her living room – another project I am working on for her now. I digress.
Saltie Girl . Back Bay . Boston – @christiano336
Back to the super hot topic of this really warm color. Pink. Is it dangerous to paint a living room in this hue. I’ve been dying to…do just that. I saw a sweet little property yesterday that I allowed my imagination to go wild with a redesign. A good sign that I have a fondness for the place. It’s been well loved over the years (read: super warn and in need of some TLC). Until I find a boyfriend, I have plenty to spare, and want to put it to good use. An offer will go in.
Seems like I am doing a lot of finger crossing these days. If it chooses me, I just may have to engage in a “Blush with Danger”. Would you do it? Paint a living room pink? Would you object if I did? Please do tell.