I’ve heard that our cells completely change every seven years, so I guess this is why I suddenly must have ALL the bling! Any new cell I’ve acquired is mad for the shiny things. Mirrors, crystal, silver, furry things, velvet, chandeliers. And purple. Oh, the purple!
I’ve always loved purple, and it’s been at the top of my favorite color list for most of my life. For about ten years, though, it’s shared the top spot with Tiffany blue. No more! While I still love the blue, the purple has regained the lead. As well it should, since it’s the traditional color of royalty and probably chafed at having to share the spotlight with another color. So I’m debating paint colors now. Yes, y’all, I’m about to drive my husband straight up the nearest wall by redecorating things.
It’s unfortunate that the decorating gene skipped me, though. My mom was always able to turn our home into a cozy space decorated in whatever style caught her fancy. I was never able to fathom her zeal for what was termed “Early American,” but she liked it, so we had a lot of furniture and accessories in that style as I was growing up. Of course, we had the turquoise blue kitchen appliances, but those came with the house. I’m not sure how much say Mom had over that, because she went all Harvest Gold the minute we moved.
What, you never heard of turquoise blue kitchen appliances? Oh, they were a thing, all right. This photo isn’t our home in Russellville, Arkansas, but the only (and I mean the only) thing different is that our cooktop was also blue.
Despite my lack of an operative decorating gene, I’ve spent the past several years redoing our living room, bathroom, and kitchen, and trying (and failing) to whip my office into shape, too. I’m not one of those people who choose one theme and implement it throughout the house, though. My living room is now done in a coastal, beachy theme, my kitchen is rustic farmhouse, and my bathroom is…well, it’s purple and gray, and that’s as far as I got with it since we completely remodeled it last year. (My office is supposed to be totally bohemian, like my recording studio, but I’ve been stifled by those hideous blonde-paneled walls. The 1970s were great for music, but not so much for interiors.) But now? My new cells are singing “Mama Needs the Glam!”
Now, my budget will not allow me to turn my home decor into
a whorehouse a completely glam space. I mean, have you seen the price of velvet Chesterfield sofas?! (But, oh, I want one!) So I’ve decided I can change my beachy living room into Coastal Glam, my farmhouse kitchen into Rustic Glam, and my bathroom into the full-on Glam I want. And, yes, Coastal Glam and Rustic Glam are actual things, as I found to my delight. Apparently there are other women out there like me who want the shiny but can’t go full-on right now.
So my Sherwin-Williams Sea Salt painted walls will remain in the living room, along with all my coastal touches, but a lot of it will end up being blasted with silver metallic spray paint. My farmhouse decor will stay in the kitchen, but will be side-by-side with all the shiny things I can cram in there. And the light gray walls in the bathroom will end up painted one of those yummy deep, deep purple colors on one of those paint chips. And my office? Can we say Bohemian Glam? I’ve already started on that. My youngest gave me an Amazon gift card for Christmas, and I’ve bought a chandelier (albeit a small one):
and a furry throw and an angora pillow:
I have two silver sequined pillow covers on the way, too. Now I just need to swing by Ikea and get some inserts.
I intend to paint those awful walls, and E-6000 mirrors onto anything that doesn’t move out of my way first. Oh, and how about an entire wall covered with shimmery silver curtains? YES! But my flower child, gypsy spirit, bohemian side will remain in full view. After all, bohemian goes with everything. And my lava lamp is purple!