ppl are so annoying “you can’t paint ur bedroom pink you’re an adult” i did not spend my entire life waiting to grow up and control my life to paint my bedroom beige
I had a sales woman in furniture store try and tell me not to buy a hot bubblegum pink loveseat because she wanted me to “think about the future”
Bitch, I am thinking about the future. I already got a hot bubblegum pink couch at home and now I need a loveseat to go with it.
when I first bought my house, I announced my decision to paint my bedroom purple. I had wanted a purple bedroom for thirty damn years, you fucking bet I was gonna have one now. My friends decided, for some reason, that I meant what one of them referred to as “14 year old girl purple” (through what’s wrong with the colors a 14 year old girl chooses, I don’t know, even if they’re not what I want as an adult). They didn’t believe me until they saw the color on the actual wall, even thought they helped me pick out paints. My mother, meanwhile, decided to get worried that if I painted my bedroom a “dark purple”, it would be “depressing”. As if, with an entire house to live in, I would spend all my time in the bedroom, which I wanted to be dark because I would be sleeping in there. In the damn dark.
I had like one, maybe two friends who were all like FUCK YEAH YOU PAINT IT WHATEVER COLOR YOU WANT, PURPLE BEDROOMS ARE AWESOME.
But when they actualy saw the finished bedroom, every single one of them was like, “Oh yeah, that’s really pretty.” (Well, the ones who supported me from the beginning were more like WOOHOO.)
And the moral of the story is: Fuck ‘em, please yourself. Either they’ll come around, or you can safely ignore every question of taste they opine about for the rest of time.
This applies to other adulting activities, too. When I was a kid, I decided that I wanted to have a wedding cake made of doughnuts. When I got older, I figured that I would be “mature” about it and get a traditional cake, which the older adults approved of. Now that I’m 25 and facing the possibility of actual marriage in the near future, I’m just like “marriage is a social construct but it comes with tax & insurance benefits, so just give me that goddamn doughnut cake.” If they don’t like it then they don’t have to come to my wedding.
I wanted to paint my bedroom dark fucking purple because I love purple and find the color relaxing and everyone, fucking EVERYONE tried to talk me out of it. Let me tell you, while the carpet doesn’t match (I didn’t pick that out), THE COLOR MAKES ME SMILE EVERY TIME I WALK INTO THE FUCKING ROOM.
And, in conjunction, I wanted my bathroom painted an aquamarine color. I love blue bathrooms and that is what I wanted. White tile, white moulding, white doors? ALL THE BLUE WALLS. Do you know what they said? “You’re going to have a blue bathroom and a purple room?” They questioned me even after it was finished and STILL question it. And you know what? THE ANSWER IS YES. YES I FUCKING DO. OKAY? OKAY? FUCK OFF. MY ROOM.
It went into every single aspect of the house. “You want to paint the front room this color? It won’t look good.” Once it’s on the walls? “Oh wow, this color is amazing and the curtains look great.” I FUCKING KNOW IT DOES. YOU KNOW WHY? BECAUSE THE HGTV CHANNEL HAS BEAT TWO THINGS INTO MY FUCKING HEAD. 1. IF YOU ARE GOING BOLD? BE CONFIDENT AND OWN IT AND THATS ALL THAT MATTERS. 2. PICK A COLOR TO SUIT THE FUCKING LIGHTING THE ROOM HAS. THEN PICK NEUTRAL CURTAINS.
Own what colors you want in your own damn home, darlings. The brilliant thing about paint? You can paint over it. Again. And again. And again. You can buy samples and test colors and pick a horrible one cause you can’t agree on anything with your SO. It’s fine! Paint it anyways! (And now you have a fun anecdote to explain the weird color on the wall.)
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