It’s bizarre. Ever since I got married, it’s as if I proved to myself once and for all that I am a grown up, and now my interests and aesthetic are free to become childish once again.
For instance, on my honeymoon while laying on the beach, all I wanted was a Saved By the Bell marathon session; the season where they work at a resort during summer vacation… Oh, the bliss of high school! I wanted Tristan to watch the marathon with me, of course.
During UW Husky season this fall, I would try to guess which fans were still students, and fantasize about what they were doing after the game – is there some sort of mixer? Do you have a cute little final you’re stressed out about? YOUR LIFE IS SO EASY. I miss those days (in that moment, I did, anyway).
Now a few months later, I’ve decided sacrifice my grown-up, candle-centric muted Parisian Christmas decor palette and add some fun red! Just last year, I swore off red forever, or something dramatic like that. Here’s what my last year’s decor looked like (sorry, a bit blurry):
As I type this, an episode of Sex and The City is on, and Samantha just goes, “Women with candles have replaced women with cats.” HA! That was me. But I still have a candle addiction so I don’t think it was just single person behavior. Anyways. Back to RED.
I’m thinking that the best way to integrate a new color without breaking the bank (a real possibility) is to do red Christmas pillows, add a few (red) candles, replace some of the wall art with some DIY red art, and make a red word sign for the tree – you know, those ones that say Tis The Season or something jolly.
Won’t you join me as I perk up our apartment with some RED this Christmas?