Bed Frame Colors for Gray Walls
Okay so I own six bed frames. Six. Not six beds, six FRAMES, because two of them are just sitting disassembled behind my armchair like some kind of furniture graveyard,…
Okay so I own six bed frames. Six. Not six beds, six FRAMES, because two of them are just sitting disassembled behind my armchair like some kind of furniture graveyard,…
I own nineteen paint sample pots right now, lined up on my kitchen windowsill like a very sad science fair project, and every single one of them is trying to…
I own fourteen paint sample pots right now. Fourteen. They’re lined up on top of the fridge because that’s the only surface in this house currently safe from small hands,…
I own three coffee tables right now, spread across a two bedroom apartment in Boston that does not have three living rooms to put them in. One is doing its…
I painted my first bathroom vanity the exact wrong shade of white and didn’t understand why for about six months. This was my old apartment on Judah, the one with…
Odette stood in my dining room doorway with her coat still on, looked at the strip of blue green paint I’d rolled onto one wall, and said, “Isla, did you…
I painted a wardrobe door swatch on a Sunday afternoon, propped it against the wall of my bedroom, decided it looked “elevated and moody” in the four minutes of northern…
Feature walls have a reputation, and it isn’t a good one. Say the words “accent wall” to anyone over forty and you’ll watch their face do something complicated, because most…
I painted my bedroom wall the exact color of wet cardboard once. Not on purpose, obviously. I stood in the paint aisle at the hardware store on the west side…
My mom stood in my bathroom doorway, took one look at the tile job I’d just finished grouting myself, and said, “It’s very… hospital.” Not mean, exactly. She followed it…