Remember how I took three months to select paint colors for my house? Well, you'd think that in that time I'd have come up with the perfect palette and chosen colors that I loved and would never want to change. Turns out, not so much.
From the beginning I'd been toying with the idea of a dramatic, dark blue bedroom. I even tried out a couple of colors on the wall. But I never felt totally confident with the choice and worried that I would hate it, or that it wouldn't flow with the rest of the house, or whatever. So when the painter came, I told him to pain the room a safe, bland (I told myself it was "restful") gray color called Cronkite.
Cronkite wasn't a terrible choice. It's actually a very nice warm gray, and it served the purpose of making my bedroom presentable while I focused on the rest of the house. But I knew it was the wrong choice for me from the first moment I saw it. I knew I had sacrificed the interesting for the safe, and that bothered me. Then I had my housewarming party and noticed that everyone raved about my guest bedroom but said nothing about the master bedroom -- and that's when I knew I needed to change things up and go back to my original vision.
So I called my painter, who just happened to have a couple free days between jobs, and voila! I'm on my way to an interesting bedroom!
It needs at least one more coat, and of course then I'll need to figure out lamps and artwork and everything else. But I already love it.
From the beginning I'd been toying with the idea of a dramatic, dark blue bedroom. I even tried out a couple of colors on the wall. But I never felt totally confident with the choice and worried that I would hate it, or that it wouldn't flow with the rest of the house, or whatever. So when the painter came, I told him to pain the room a safe, bland (I told myself it was "restful") gray color called Cronkite.
Cronkite wasn't a terrible choice. It's actually a very nice warm gray, and it served the purpose of making my bedroom presentable while I focused on the rest of the house. But I knew it was the wrong choice for me from the first moment I saw it. I knew I had sacrificed the interesting for the safe, and that bothered me. Then I had my housewarming party and noticed that everyone raved about my guest bedroom but said nothing about the master bedroom -- and that's when I knew I needed to change things up and go back to my original vision.
So I called my painter, who just happened to have a couple free days between jobs, and voila! I'm on my way to an interesting bedroom!
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| The color's called Espionage. So maybe I'll feel a little like James Bond sleeping in there... |
It needs at least one more coat, and of course then I'll need to figure out lamps and artwork and everything else. But I already love it.
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