26 July 2005 (Tuesday)
story time
This morning we settled on paint colors for our new home. Allow me to present them in a story about our new friend Benjamin Moore:
They met in a field of "flowering herbs," her hair golden in the "filtered sunlight." It was not long before he was overcome by "dark gypsy love." She brought him into her boudoir, so different from his "shabby chic" hovel. The sky turned a "starry night blue" as their legs intertwined on the bed of "white satin." He left with the dawn, thinking they would never meet again. Yet, a few weeks later she tracked him down...asking for "vanilla ice cream" and a "dill pickle."
To be fair, there is no color called "dark gypsy love." The color we are actually using is called "pottery red," but the color one shade lighter on the card is named "gypsy love" and so I feel justified in the name-tweaking here.
Gold star to the first commenter (besides my co-workers, who already know the answers) who can properly match up each paint color with its respective surface. I'll even make it easy for you by listing the options: entryway; hallway; living room; dining area; kitchen; master bedroom; master bedroom walk-in closet; second bedroom (guest room/desk space); third bedroom (TV room); trim (crown moulding, windowsills, doors). Yes, there are more surfaces than colors listed. Some colors will be used on more than one of the listed surfaces. It's a challenge, live with it.
Well, we are going with pre-dawn sky, warm comfort, banana, enchanted, carrot stick and neon celery!
Aw...c'mon. You can't write any bawdy romances with those color names! :-P
What ever happened to eggshell?
As far as I know, eggshell is a finish (as opposed to matte, or satin, or semi-gloss). It may very well be a color name too, but we didn't see it! Then again, our paint consultant only hsowed us four different shades of white to choose from...
my experience is that it's a colour.. and unfortunately there are several shades of eggshell (or maybe it depended on the brand of paint) i discovered that while patching my walls when i moved out ...
only 4 shades of white? Your paint consultant was holding out on you big time. Benjamin Moore has an entire brochure dedicated to shades of white. We're friends with Mr. Moore too, though in Ari's case, enemies might be the more appropriate word. Since I was pregnant shortly after we moved, he has been stuck with all the painting so far. Are you guys doing this all yourselves??
Well, to be fair, by that point we were sick of looking at colors and told her to show us "just a few white options that we can use for trim throughout the apartment." I think she did us a huge favor by limiting herself to four!
We are not painting the place ourselves. Since we're having new floors put in and a few other renovations done (simple closets, removing a small wall, expanding a doorway, electrical stuff, etc.), we've asked our general contractor to take care of the painting as well, on a schedule that meshes with the rest of his work.
BTW, I'm very disappointed that nobody wants to play my guessing game!
I am now officially disqualified, given that you gave away a few of the answers last night. I could play, but that seems quite unfair. A paint consultant? That's fancy schmancy! And like Ari and Felicia, we can attest to Mr. Moore having an entire book of whites, which can induce an immediate headache!
paint consultant = person in hardware store who sells the paint
Oh, well it *sounds* really fancy...I assumed it was a decorator-type person. Besides, those hardware people can be fancy. :)
You *could* have made a "Nights in White Satin" joke...
I miss the Moddy Blues.
Awakened by the glimmering of the pre-dawn sky, Busty McFlannigan craved the warm comfort of Ferdinand Campagni's carrot stick, which had dangled so appealingly above her in her dream. She remembered her last encounter with the sailors from the village across the sea. Gordo had lured her to the hay fields, but when she glimpsed his neon celery, she had said, "Whoa there, maybe you should get that checked out!" and had hastily relaced her corset. She had ended up behind the tavern with Paolo and his enchanted banana. She figured that a little jaundice wouldn't kill her.
See, it can be done. [ducking, avoiding pelting of fruit]
