I've had white walls my entire adult life. I've always lived in rentals or - the few years I owned a house - I guess I was just into white.
Today, I decided I deserved some color in my life. Getting ready to move into a beach cottage, I asked if I could paint. My landlady said, "Have at it."
My friend, MJ, helped me pick a color. It literally took us hours. We just sat in there, looking at the walls, trying to decide what colors would bring the best feeling.
The winner: Sea green. (Well, actually, it's called "grasshopper," but I prefer the idea of being surrounded by the sea than by a bunch of grasshoppers.)
It's funny how a little thing like color can make a person feel so bold!