As I tenuously dip my toes into the idea of decorating a new house, I find I'm challenging myself to be open to what colors really make me happy. Ya'll know I already have an obsession with blue and brown.
Duh.
my current fabric stash...only half-way organized because the house was on the market.
But I also love pinks and reds with yellows, bright aqua and spring green.
I'd even throw a little purple love in there too....
I'd even throw a little purple love in there too....
Maybe it's just because we're on the tippy edge of February's demise, listing heavily into March, which means spring is coiling itself up like some sort of seasonal slinky, ready to burst thru the surface in an array of tulipy, hyacinthy, crocusy goodness. Not that I planted any, or would be in this house to see the show if I did.
But, the gray drearies are destined to melt away leaving wide open patches of lovely.
Believe you me.
But, the gray drearies are destined to melt away leaving wide open patches of lovely.
Believe you me.
As I consider what I already own, what the style of house will be, and our budget.....basically my ::cottage instincts::, I'm listing heavily myself into some rooms full of infused color.
Fun, happy, bright-ish, pastel-ly goodness.
Fun, happy, bright-ish, pastel-ly goodness.
I do love a frenchy farmhouse look, all grain-sacky and greige and rusty market baskets. I follow lots of gals who carry that look off to the moon and back. But I've always craved more color than that, and I will always love the splashy English flowered Ralph Lauren fabrics....which don't really jive with grey. Call me way off-trend, but I don't like gray/grey/greige. Love it in other's homes, but wouldn't work for me. Same for chevron. Over it. Actually, skirted around it.
With my mom's passing last fall, I'm itching to use a set of colorful dishes she gave me, and grey DEFINITELY won't work with these babies:
And this shelf from her decor stash, and the rose dishes that were her grandmother's:
With my mom's passing last fall, I'm itching to use a set of colorful dishes she gave me, and grey DEFINITELY won't work with these babies:
And this shelf from her decor stash, and the rose dishes that were her grandmother's:
Anyway, along those lines, I wanted to highlight a couple bloggesses who are severely inspiring to me with their fearless use of color.
First, Jen of {the cottage nest}, (a fellow Hoosier I might add) pins some really inspiring, colorful cottage stuff (for instance the first shot of the dishes above). Really adorable. She lives in a wee suburban village in an old farmhouse and blogs THE most beautiful shots of her interiors. Not that I stalk her or anything.
That wall color is eerily similar to the color of my cra(p)ft room (which happens to be Spring Melt by Martha Stewart, go figure):
She's all about girly flowers and brights frolicking with pastels and pinks and aquas and vintage yummy-ness. Here are some of my repins from Jen's Pinterest Boards (and I also highly recommend her blog for a plethora of eye candy).
Seriously fun. And girly....and living with 4 males (including my male dog)....I need me some girly.
Another Hoosier blogger (yeah we got some style up in here) is Shannan of Flower Patch Farmgirl fame.
She just built herself a new farmhouse cottage and filled it with swoony swatches of flea marketed swag.
And aqua.
Shut the front door.
Shut the front door.
'Ole Farmgirl also just happens to be one of the best blog writers out there, so hecks yeah, there's way more than corn in Indiana. Here's a few more shots of Shannan's decor skillz.
She does color fearlessly (which also happens to be the way she lives her life).
Both Shannan and Jen are also crafty mavens of the highest order. As I visited their respective corners on the web, I suddenly realized the other reason I'm inspired by them. They're the gals I wish I could be, and I'm awed by their ability to live their dreams in the face of real skepticism and fear.
See, it just so happens that they both strapped themselves and their families into an unpredictable rollercoaster ride to make their house dreams a reality, often going against the standard advice, facing stubborn fears, dealing with regrets, backpeddling into their hearts to really connect to their cottage instincts and make their current homes a reflection of their families values.
I dig that.
And in light of our current home trajectory, I soooo need to know others have walked this road too.
Something about company in misery or some such?
Maybe they'll share their 'braves' over the cyber net to be my house birthing doulas?
Ok, that was weird.
I may just begin a series featuring bloggers who I feel follow their cottage instincts in the face of trends and conventional rules of decorating (or house finding).
They won't absolutely HAVE to be from Indiana, but bonus points if they are.
Kidding.
Have a suggestion? Do you have your own story of bravely following your guts to make your home a reality even if it goes against common sense sometimes? Or common decorating rules?
Do you use color fearlessly in the face of a Pottery Barn Nation?
I'd love to hear from you.
And I like pretty pictures.


















