I had the opportunity recently to:
- Buy a piece of furniture to help contain the craft chaos that is my supply storage & stash, and
- Paint the room where all the above lives (and functions as an infrequently used guest room).
Okay, really it was that my beautiful, fully restored, cost-me-a-pretty-penny 1950s-era Royal Typewriter is grey, and I didn't want it to get lost in the room. I mean look at this beauty. It deserves to be lovingly adored and instantly admired when you enter its room. (Yes, "its room".)
So, for the walls I went the other way, choosing my favorite grey compliment: Yellow. Not that I would even imagine telling you that picking a yellow paint color is easy, but while I loved almost every grey I saw, I had immediate reactions to most of the yellows. I didn't want a yellow so bright that my retinas might burn, and I didn't want a yellow so light that it reminded me of the semi-horrid cream color of my dorm room.
Sorbet it is.
And of course, the color had to look good with my new piece of furniture (Paula Deen has a furniture line!?! How'd I miss that?!?):
So, finally, the paint is dry, and I can begin moving things back in and reorganizing my stash. Normally, I'd be daunted by such an enormous task. But this time, I'm elated & relieved.
Maybe it's the paint fumes.
I'll post some photos when I get it all done. Fabric samples have been ordered for window treatments, and I believe I may have found the perfect bedding. So it may be several weeks, but the big reveal is coming.
I know all 3 of you who read my blog are waiting anxiously. ;)
BTW: I absolutely cherish you precious 3! Maybe I should keep you in those numbered drawers. :)





















In this case, with a lot of golden honey on top. :D