Color Story: Pink and Gold

If you're like me, I start noticing patterns in things. It starts out in subtle ways. At first, it's just a spread in a magazine that I think is pretty, then next thing I know, every photo I'm pinning on Pinterest has similar details. The brain works in mysterious ways. The most recent incarnation of this phenomenon is my seeming obsession with the color combination of pink (or blush or some variation) and gold. Why? I have no idea. I think it started with this photo in the new issue of House Beautiful:

Sorry, I snapped this photo with my phone as it's not online yet. The pink and gold chair and the chandelier piqued my interest for some reason - I don't know why. This is not even particularly my style - it's a little formal, and dare I say, frou-frou for me. But I do love a little unexpected aged, gilded piece of French furniture here and there. I think the soft, subtle color combo is so nice. And to really drive the point home, here are some of my latest pins:

Source: anindiansummer-design.blogspot.com via My Interior Life on Pinterest

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Source: cupcakesandcashmere.com via My Interior Life on Pinterest

Source: housebeautiful.com via My Interior Life on Pinterest

Source: palmerweiss.com via My Interior Life on Pinterest

Source: roomsofinspiration.blogspot.com via My Interior Life on Pinterest

Source: studioten25.com via My Interior Life on Pinterest

Then, of course, I was out yesterday and spied my own little piece of pink and gold loveliness . . .

Isn't it pretty? Love the faded time-worn needlepoint. And, of course, it is pink and gold. How about you? Are you drawn to a certain color scheme lately?

Absence

Hello, blog readers. Please excuse my absence over the past week. The truth is we experienced a major loss in our family last week. My beloved father-in-law passed away last Tuesday after a long and brave battle with cancer.

Curtis/Papa was a devoted father, grandfather, husband, brother, uncle and friend, and we will forever miss him. We love you, Papa.

I will be back to regular design-related blogging soon. Thanks.

Seven

Today my baby boy turned seven. I know I sound like a broken record when discussing my children's birthdays, but this makes me feel so many emotions -  most of all something akin to disbelief. And I think this is why the word bittersweet was created.

He had a great day of presents, friends, family and parties. He also told me earlier that he loved me more than jellybeans or his XBox 360 . . . so I've got that going for me. Oh, I love him so. I so wish I could freeze time. Happy Birthday, my sweet Pierce . . . here's hoping you always love me more than jellybeans.