In other news, here is both a before and during of the living room. My husband does things for me. He's cool. I must also announce that at the ripe 'ole age of 39, I finally have a leather sofa, as you can see in the photographic evidence. It's buttery, neutral, and incredibly comfy. The best thing about it? It was a trade! My very talented husband and I built a Little Free Library for my cousin in return for this lovely thing. I think we maybe spent a max of $100, ergo, it was totally worth it. Please don't judge me for the state of said living room. We just moved in.
Maroon. Hmm. (But that couch! Divine.)
That sofa looks orange, but I swear it's just tan. Buff? Nude?
What I won't let you see is the pig's ear I made of that white wall when I tried a little paint technique I like to call watercolor. You didn't know that watercolor was an option? Well, it isn't. I was going for this:
I know, I know I should have used glaze or wallpaper paste (my favorite alternative if you
are too cheap have run out of glaze) but it was a Sunday and the only option for buying paint in Port Orchard on a Sunday is Wal-Mart. So watercolor it was. I love that color too, and we agreed to do some kind of aqua/turquoise/blue thing, but today I was reading one of my favorite blogs and she posted this thing about pink. Trust me, just click over there and if you still don't like pink, I don't know know what to tell you. I haven't talked to my husband yet about the possible color change but he's pretty easygoing when it comes to that. Plus, I have a ton of black-framed black & white art like papercuts, silhouettes, and a cross stitch or two so I'm on the fence a little. I've decided to live with the white for a little while in any case.
I hope your toes are warm wherever you may be!