My finger, on the pulse of y’alls reaction to the Pantone Marsala announcement, well – it tells me that you aren’t so excited. But what if we just pretend that what Pantone really meant to say was: Pink. The folks over at Dering Hall suggested it and I’m inclined to agree, so now it’s got me digging and thinking.
I feel that it is at it’s best when its the blushy kind, not that alarming electric hot kind, but rather a dirty baby soft and warm shade is where it’s at. Y’all feel me? Jump in and then let me know what you think about all of this?
This is how blush is presentedat the Riad Charai in Marrakech. It’s inspiring.
Justina revealed her new jungalow headquarters. I’m always excited when a blogger levels up and Justina didn’t disappoint with her big pink armoire.
This ceramic elephant is a sweet little detail that inspired Sarah in Laney’s nursery. Sarah jumped into the pink for that room, a perfect choice for a baby girl naturally, and the results were more sweet than saccharine!
What a knowing color to luxuriate on when offered up as a velvet sofa. These traditional lines and finishes could offer just the right air of bohemian sophistication in my imagined setting. I just love the muddy tint, like a pink that has lost a bit of its innocence.
This room by Dimore Studio just smacks of another element in interior design photography that I’m all about, which is the mood and airiness of these rich saturated walls. Here, the breathy charcoal swallows up a dusty rose duvet with shadowy mystery.
I like to think that I march to the beat of my own drum where it comes to fashion. Yet, I’ve been rocking the ubiquitous dusty rose pink locks thing since I first met Heffe, four years ago. I’ve recently cut it all out. He asked me to go back the other day, and I had to tell him that I’m not sure I can, b/c I keep reading about how this look is OUT! And you know what I hear is on it’s way in? Metallic hair. Perfect, I’ve alway battled with the brass.
Thanks for playing,
