... I painted my walls green!
OK, just joking... I didn't do this for St. Patrick's Day. But I did paint my wall (singular) Forbidden Garden Green last month. It was inspired by the advice of caliAGchick and Bobcat, not tommorrow's celebration of Mr. St. Patrick.
It all started when one of our grounds maintenance guys re-painted some of the walls in the office. He got my cubicle section done in a half an afternoon, which made painting seem like a fun, simple little weekend project. So, that day after work, I headed to Lowes.
I started in my room. My first instinct was, of course, to paint the walls an off-white-with-a-touch-of-warm-pink and then one focused wall of a deep chocolate. Luckily, my dear friends convinced me to overcome this weird OCD obsession with matching colors, and that I needed to add a pop of something new and different. I'm so glad they did.
Isn't it just beautiful?
Yes, you heard me. My two closet doors. It's actually four, if you count each of the sliding doors. That's a big deal in my life. And isn't armoire just a great word? It's a great piece of furniture to have, too.
I am in love with these stick-on vinyl letterings, and found the perfect one to go over the vanity.
It's just the perfect little reminder that if I feel like a puny little baby, I am sure to look like one, too. And nobody likes that. So toughen up, buttercup.
All that's left to spruce up is the wall next to my bed. It's still a blank canvas of Toasting Tan, waiting for my sister to come visit and spill some creative love on.