shirt :: old navy
skirt :: thrifted
shoes :: thrifted
glasses :: coastal
Remember a couple years ago when this was the trendiest color combo the world had ever known? I painted the kids' wall blue like this and Bea had that red bed frame. It was glorious. I don't regret anything. In fact, James and I have seriously discussed doing blue walls and red furniture in our home. Like in the main rooms.
People say blue to mean sad, but I think it is the happiest, cheerful-est color. It makes me think of clear skies and the ocean. Not that I've ever seen a pretty blue ocean, but figuratively, sort of.
The walls in our new house are ALL (except the wood panelled kitchen) a nondescript neutral. The annoying thing is that the neutral comes out a different shade in every picture. Even when the camera hasn't moved. Wow, how does it do that? And why won't it stop?
I am definitely not implying supernatural activity, but I had the opportunity to spend a few hours in this house by myself for the first time the other day. I had the feeling someone was back in the bedrooms and I was sure I heard a child's footsteps. I wasn't creeped out though, because for one thing it was the middle of the day and for another I don't believe in that stuff.
Do you? Did you have an experience that changed your mind or what?