The March issue of Domino magazine features a few suggested pear paint selections for interior walls that, for my taste, are a tad too bold simply because I tend to get tired of dramatic wall colors very quickly, especially if they’re in a frequently used space. Are you feelin’ me here?
Anyway, last summer, a client of mine wanted something light and fresh, you know, mood-enhancing without being over-the-top, for her entryway.
The answer? Sweet Pear #389 from the Benjamin Moore Classic Colors collection.
The result? I was her new best friend! She raved about it and even guests wanted the paint color for their homes. I guess this was the rare occasion when the paint swatch actually resembled the finished product. Imagine that! The color identity was definitely there, but it wasn’t soooo green that you’d require sunglasses, or worse, you’d feel inspired to paint a Mr. Yuck face on your wall.
Give Sweet Pear #389 a bite.
(image from Therese Desjardin Studio in Chester, CT)
Scandinavian Fashion Event featuring hot Norwegian and Swedish designers Arne Nerjordet and Carlos Zachrison blow into town for a weekend?s worth of fashion shows, parties, and shopping events hosted by Fanny & Delphine.
When: Fashion show, Thurs., 6-10 p.m.; cocktail party, Fri., 6:30-8:30 p.m.; shopping, Sat., 11 a.m.-9 p.m.
Where: Hotel Commonwealth, 500 Commonwealth Ave. (617-933-5000).
(from 2.16.06 daily candy boston weekend guide)
I think todays coffee + cre8tive reflects that I’m feeling a tad bit over-caffeinated. I seriously need to step away from the tall non-fat cafe lattes.
This photo arrived yesterday via email from my pal Marcia over at MIT. The timing could not have been better. When it arrived, I heard that familiar little email ‘ping’ and glanced up from beneath my desk to see this photo in full view on my monitor. You see, I was in the midst of a little spring cleaning project. Only a few short days ago, we had a massive snowstorm, and today, it was in the 50’s and sunny, so I figured it to be the perfect time to organize. After stepping out for a client meeting, I fueled up at the local Starbucks and jetted home to get crackin’ on my total organization project here in my tiny home office. Faced with a sea of to-do lists, inspiration clippings gone wild, and a design board that was beginning to form layers, I decided that it was horribly wrong of me to let things get so out of control that the only recognizable object on my desk was my mouse. Even he was starting to hide beneath papers, trembling in fear, with his little cord tail sticking out so I could at least find him amidst the cluttered chaos. Scampering around stacking papers on the floor, this photo appeared and made me laugh so hard I felt like I was drunk. (Marcia, if you’re reading this, thank you, girl!)
This photo gives you a pretty good perception of what the horrible reality was all about in my office yesterday. It’s not my space, but it’s how I think it looked. I’ve controlled the space siince and now it’s in good working order, but my battle scars (paper cuts) will remind me for, at least a few days, to never ever let it get this bad again.
I don’t think Real Simple magazine would have approved.