This fabric is in our bedroom curtains, behind our bed. Leaves are turning colors outside. I think I am a seasonal decorator, ready for color changesinside. People think painting is such a big job--it's not. It is the prep and the cleaning up afterwards that is the hard part. Moving furniture, protecting surfaces. Every morning for a week I've made a list of current room colors and how I would change them, if I could do anything. No limits on paint price or effort changing or guilt that you just painted that room once this year...
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I believe in color and creativity and change and admire how much a part of your life it is.
I think I must do a similar thing with clothes. That's something I have never thought of before, but it explains some of my shopping habits. I am just grateful that thrift stores are available to make it all more affordable.
I still don't know whether to worry about the selfish aspect of decorating my own body instead of the whole house where everyone can enjoy it.
That is very cool fabric! I want to know the scale of it.
A bird is as big as my thumb print--I can cover one of them up completely. The fabric is one of the Swedish prints Didi gave me (I still have bears and lemon trees, same era for the first taker).
Can I have a pinch of your riskiness?
and a dash of your go for it-ness?
I am so fickle and cowardly when it comes to painting my house....
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