Saturday, October 22, 2005
I spent yesterday afternoon prepping a room in my house for painting. It's been about 6 years since the interior of this house was painted, and there are several rooms that could use a fresh coat. Actually, there's a hallway that's still wearing a basecoat after six years of wallpaper indecision on my part. Oops.
When it comes to color, I am a wuss. When I was 15,16,17,18 and harbored a secret desire to dye my hair something terrifically bright and unnatural, the furthest I got was a modest green braid, and later a few Manic Panic red streaks. I failed to take into consideration that hair generally grows back.
The walls in my house are equally unadventurous. Most of them are respectable neutral colors, and the only non-white or beige is hidden in the bedrooms. One bedroom is blue, the other is a pale pale pink that verges on white. My mom gets credit for the blue; she chose that color way back when she lived here and I just told the painters six years ago to repaint it the same color.
No more! Now that I'm tackling interior paint without professional help, I've resolved to go a bit bolder, realizing that walls can be repainted (even if it takes a few basecoats to erase a disastrous error).
I went to the paint store yesterday and purchased a gallon of Kittery Point Green! It's not almost-white, it's not beige, it's blatant color.
Today I roll on the paint. I'm still a little nervous.
posted by hilary at 8:23 AM |
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