The power of paint - part 2
As I mentioned in the previous paint post, not all of my decisions were good ones. Excuse my crudeness but I call this post the "skid mark" edition.
For the most part, I've picked various shades of grey, blue-greens and cream for most of the house. When it came time to pick the color for the hall bath on the second floor, I figured I should go dark just to add a little interest to the colorless bathroom. It has plenty of light - both natural (skylight) and artificial (recessed ceiling and over medicine cabinet fixture) and I wanted to pick something a little more interesting than the pale blue green shades in the rest of the bathrooms.
I didn't want to pick a totally different color so I went with one shade darker than the "greige" shade (silver fox) in our living room. It was a pretty dark shade on the sample but it seemed to have enough grey in it to give it a bit of an edge to a really traditional bathroom. And even the name of the color, stardust, sounded beautiful.
Much to my surprise and horror, that color is not gray at all but a Hershey color brown. It might be a beautiful color in another room but a milk chocolate shade on the walls of a bathroom conjures only one thought - poo!
I don't think this photo shows how bad it looked in person but it was legendary. It had to go.
Lucky for us, its a small room and it was repainted with some leftover paint. Even though its now a much more pleasing shade (beach glass), it will forever be known as the poo bathroom to me.
Hey - what can I say? They can't all be winners.