We spend a fair amount of time in our bedrooms.
reading.
writing.
blogging.
sleeping.
laughing.
crying.
but mostly sleeping.
It's our very own personnel space in which we can reflect what we love, what lies within us, our unique style.
My bedroom, like so many student bedrooms, hadn't had a new lick of paint since the dawn of man. It was that off magnolia colour thats not quite cream and not quite white but instead somewhere in between.
I thought...that's not me. I'm not a
somewhereinbetweenoffmagnoliaandwhite colour.
I'm pink.
So here is my new room.
It took me one whole day of rolling, trying my best not to fall off my ladder et blasting David Bowie as high as my speakers could take to finish it off.
Things got pretty...painty. I opted to wear my trusty white converse (rockin them since the tender age of 14!) with ankle high tweety bird kids socks.
The less I wear, the less likely I am to get paint on my clothes, right? So a vintage pair of turquoise denim short shorts with an 80's crop tee finished my DIY outfit off.
The moral of that story...feeling blue? Paint your room!
