Growing up, by mother was always against painting any walls, any color. So when I moved into a place where I was given a 6 room redecorating challenge, I went crazy with painting and wallpapering. I loved every room in that house. I used all of the colors that inspired me. The problem with it was that since I wasn’t bored of seeing the same rooms when I left, I couldn’t seem to utilize the same colors in my new apartment without associating it with the previous apartment.
So I decided I needed something new and bold. Almost everything I own is white. I feel like too much white against a white wall can look empty and cold unless it is a cluster of off white antiques chachkas.
So I went completely opposite.
Telling my family that I’ve painted a wall in my bedroom black, is like telling them that I’ve quit everything to follow in the footsteps of Michael Campbell.
I’ll admit that when I put the first coat down I panicked slightly, but then remembered how nice it can look, if its done properly.
I have nothing to show for my black room yet, except for a happy face.
omfg…LOVE that bear!
your house is so cute. black bedrooms are the best.
http://woolgatheringandmiscellany.blogspot.com/2008/11/paint-it-black.html
You should definitely put a bear on that wall.
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