Dreaming in colour

I  came across a book the other day when I was browsing, which had the title; Monochrome Home: Elegant Interiors in Black and White. Hmm, it had very good reviews and just the thought of it fills me with horror! Each to his own, everyone’s taste is different but when I then saw another called Bohemian style, I revelled in the riot of colour.

The idea of a monochrome life feels so inherently drab, so bleached of joy and so…empty. When we moved into our current house, almost every wall was painted grey or white. I’m not judging, it’s just that personally I couldn’t live with it. See below for a sample of a few of the walls today:

To me this is cosy…and that’s another thing. I’m reading a book in which the author talks about her garden, she tells us that the names of some plant varieties are nauseating, then goes on to say that she finds some words excruciating, all well and good but amongst them is one of my favorites; cosy.

Cosy is one of the biggest compliments I could give someone’s home. I love being cosy, it describes a glass of wine in front of a roaring fire, being with friends and feeling relaxed. What’s not to like? Okay I wouldn’t go out for a night on the town with the aim of being cosy but in my home I aspire to cosiness. Bohemian cosiness, that couldn’t care less, do what you want and feel good doing it with flair, oh yes, give me excess of it.

When minimalism was the height of fashion I hid behind my paintbrush. How could you be tickled pink in a minimalist home?

Would we have loved Prince’s Raspberry beret as much if it had been grey, or taupe, ugh!

Magazines often feature ‘cool’ Scandinavian style but over in Stockholm the streets of the old town look like this:

More like hot and verdant if you ask me. I love the hot South American colours, the bright Mexican palette for example.

I’m thinking like this because it’s turning grey and miserable outside, not in my house though where colour is king.

I just looked down and realised I’m dressed so shabbily and boringly today in black and grey! It made me smile, so here I am:


After everything I’ve just said I thought it was quite ironic!

Have a great week, paint the town red!





2 Comments Add yours

  1. Vix says:

    Those sneak peeks at your house are lovely, those colours are wonderfully cosy, cheerful and inviting and like you, I can’t abide all that greige minimalism.
    Our previous house (a Victorian terrace) was a riot of colour but when we moved into this house the turquoises, reds and lime greens didn’t work as our house is surrounded by trees and consequentially rather dark. So we went back to the drawing board and painted almost all the walls aged white, using patchwork and our collection of 1960s and 1970s framed prints to provide colour.
    Prince singing “Beige Beret” wouldn’t have had the same ring to it!
    You look gorgeous. xxx


  2. Thank you, I definitely don’t think your house lacks colour, it’s beautiful and original like you. You also have some lovely wallpaper! Xxx


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