I think I should lay down. The "beach-inspired" decorating at my house is now officially out of control. There are more sandscaped pictures and seashells piling up than I know what to do with. This has to stop. If I even look like I'm bringing paint cans into my home or if Greg even *smells* another shade of blue, a nailgun or a picture hanging kit, you may not hear from me anymore. I haven't even got the stuff up on the walls I have now. Nevermind that I am starting to dream of garage sale season. Ooooooh boy, new/old furniture to paint. Yeeeeeeee (that's the sound of all my decorating glee scrunching together)!!!!
However, I think my beachy-gene is kinda off. See besides having a huge love affair with all things coasty......I have a strange secret love affair with.....BLACK. What I have seemed to gather from all the sites I've visited is this strange addiction to WHITE that most coasty/ beachy decorated rooms have. See this is where you lose me. White? OK, OK....I have slipcovered sofas with 2 boys and a huge red dog. They are cream (ish)....but WHITE? Jumping Jesu. Are you crazy?
I had been perusing "coastal decor" sites this weekend and almost had myself talked into buying this bed set from Blancho bedding. This could cure me of that BLACK thing, right? Right? I'm going to have to venture far, far out on my own in this one and make my own completely new beach style. I have no idea if anyone but me is going to *get* it but I'm sure I'll find out. (Insert audible gasps of horror from dinner guests here when they open the front door).
Don't worry darlin', I'll post pictures ;)
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