I pinned this photo today
+ commented that it might be time to bring back gray woodwork.
You see, way back in 19 + 85,
I painted my kitchen cabs + woodwork a luscious gray
from Benjamin Moore’s historical color chart.
See for yourself in this spectacular Polaroid snapshot:
I’m really rocking my 80’s perm + sweater,
+ I’m pretty sure those are acid washed jeans with pleats.
Va va va voom!
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But back to TO-day, people.
Here’s what I’ve been trying (but failing)
to persuade myself to do in our Dutch colonial:
Dark gray walls! Yesh!
You see, our new home is blessed with 1 south + 1 west-facing bay,
both sporting nice, big windows . . .
. . . the woodwork of which some interloper chose to paint, years ago:
Tragic or no?
When we first toured our house, both our (very nice) realtor + G.O.
immediately agreed that we’d have to strip it all
+ return it to its natural glory.
Thankfully, there’s plenty of natural gloriousness remaining:
Meanwhile, I said nothing
(at the TIME — I mean, who wants to quarrel in front of the real estate lady?)
You see, images of dark gray walls with luscious white woodwork
were already dashing through my head!
Since then, I’ve given it my best college try, people,
but I just can’t pull the trigger on the dark gray walls.
White walls make me happy . . .
. . . +, after all these years,
I guess I’m still carrying a torch for gray woodwork!
So that’s why, when I came across this photo, I was thrilled!
Immediately, I set out to find more images of said-same:
Now I’ve got my it’s-great-when-a-plan-comes-together buzz!
I’ll share said-same with G.O. — LATER.
I mean, who wants to quarrel
on such a beautiful summer morning?