A few thoughts on color…

When I bought my fixer upper four years ago, it was a very colorful house. The previous occupant’s personality came shining through in every room.

The guest bedroom was purple. One wall in the master bedroom was crimson. The living room walls were cave brown and the walk in closet was peachy beige.

Color is a wonderful thing, but these choices were definitely not me. When I moved in I painted every room country white, and waited for the house to tell me what colors it wanted its rooms to be. Does that sound crazy?

I’m not sure if it was the house talking or the fact that I’ve always love a red kitchen, but within three months my dated kitchen cabinets were cranberry, the ho-hum hardware updated to shiny black porcelain knobs.

The living room stayed white until just recently. I love the look of an exposed brick wall, but the real thing was a little out of my reach financially. This winter I achieved the look with a faux whitewashed brick wallpaper. I loved the hints of soft gray that popped out once the accent wall was done, so I matched the color and painted the other three walls Gray Frost. It’s lovely and soothing, and I wish I had done it sooner.

It’s no surprise that when Frankie Bonetti, the heroine in my current work in progress, bought her fixer upper she painted the living room Gray Frost.

After all, she loves what I love. And that’s one of the things I love most about her!

 

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