BLACK-N-BLUE

Image via David Pringle for Society 6

So, it's hard to believe, but our lease for our first LA place is almost up! And our tenant in Brooklyn wants to renew for another year! So we've decided to move into a fab little apartment (yeah, yeah, yeah...I know I was all "I WANT SPAAAAAACE" when we got here, but now "I WANT CHEAPPPPPER RENT!"). 

So, we're moving into this killer new apt building in Glendale called the Icis (you know, like the Earl of Grantham's dog!???). 

Needless to say, I'm pretty darn excited about taking on a new design project, and I've decided I want this new joint to be a little jewelbox of B-O-L-D. 

Like, the minute the door opens, I want your ass standing there, jaw on the ground, and the first words out of your mouth to be "WHOA."

And so I've decided I want to paint the whole main living area--dining, kitchen, and living room--black. Or dark inky/navy blue. I can't decide. And basically I have a ping pong game in my brain every day when I think about it. 

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The Rainbow Connection

Take a good long look at this pic. Are your eyes bleeding now? Brain melting through your ears? Cells jumping out of your body just so that they don't have to absorb those colors for one more hot second?.

Yeah, that's what I thought.

Paint is truly like the gateway drug to interior design. And yeah: most people need to be nominated for an ep of "Intervention."

If you think this crazy paintin shit is uncommon, I'm here to tell you that you are wrong, wronger and wrongest. 

The reason I know this is because I regularly look at real estate ads. LOTS of real estate ads. Real estate ads for houses, across a fairly wide spectrum of prices, in three different states. And the most common feature that all of these houses share, is that a vast majority of these joints look like Rainbow Brite and Lucky the Leprachaun got high, ate bad California Rolls, and then threw up all the hell all over the place. 

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