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Everyone oohing and ahhing over another blah house Decorated so wonderfully. What? Are you kidding? Nothing special. Boring at best. Blah. Tans and browns. Excuse me. Apricot and almonds. Sheesh! Decorating. A multi-million dollar business. Every house the same as the last five. I cannot ooh or awe. I sit in disbelief that people are so easily satisfied with these clip clop houses. No more interesting than a rusty horse shoe, which is sometimes found in some of them. Disgusted, I turn off the TV knowing the other show I used to watch is full of glass houses. Each almost exactly the same – with their sixty thousand dollars worth of windows. Satisfied with my neons and my pops of vibrant colors, my oranges, and my purples, I turn on my black light and stare in amazement that I have managed to make a haven With color galore, out of my own sweet imagination, by following my heart. Apricot and almonds. Blah! My colors are jalapeno, tomato, and carrot so there!

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Date: 9/22/2018 1:47:00 AM
"Apricot and almonds. Blah! My colors are jalapeno, tomato, and carrot so there!" Well said... and I love your spicy "taste" in decorating! ;) Great poem- speaks volumes about how most people choose to live their lives... Personally, I think it's awful to choose colors because they're up-to-date or popular. If a color speaks to your heart- THAT is timeless! ;)
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Rhona Mcferran
Date: 9/22/2018 7:59:00 PM
A woman after my own heart! Unfortunately, like Nina's situation, my home is full of decorating "compromises", too. It would look like the inside of a bright rainbow-colored gypsy wagon if I had free reign! ;D
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Caren Krutsinger
Date: 9/22/2018 12:49:00 PM
I have every color in my bathrooms. They are Christmas tree colors and not the monotone blah ones.

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