Well, it's not totally finished but our paint job is coming along. There's still a lot of little drips and drops and details to fix, but at least we have the basic color scheme in place. The green is called Tadpole Green (we didn't make up these names) and the trim is called Mushroom Bisque (mmm). The door is a mystery color that I think Home Depot made by mistake but it was our favorite of many we tried (it's sort of an oxblood). And the porch top details are a shade down from Tadpole, and that color had some funny name too (something like Egyptian Grasshopper, I forget). The guys did the big stuff, Sarah painted the door herself and I painted the details up top. We like it so much better than Pepto Bismol Pink! (P.s. we have really neat vintage art deco light sconces that are going in those bracket holes.) (And glass that's going in those window frames up above the porch.)
Kinda cozy right? Like snuggling up between a tadpole and a mushroom...
It was much, much trickier to come up with nice-looking exterior colors than we thought it would be. We dashed our ship against the rocks of the Home Depot paint-chip selection for many days and nights before finding the safe harbor of Tadpole & Mushroom. Along the way we ran through countless samples and swabs of awful, mismatched, misbegotten colors that we thought would be wonderful until they actually went up on the wall and made us scream. We went through Amazon Jungle, Creepy Crepe, Olive Nightmare, Brackish Swamp, Peyote Sunrise, Man-Eating Crocodile, Children of the Corn Husk, Weird Woodsman, Moldy Tea, Cabbage Castle, Dyspeptic Hobbit, and many others. The door was particularly tricky... for a minute it was Toasted Nutmeg (an awful sickly orange-pink) and then Red Pepper (a glaringly loud pizza-sauce splat) before Sarah finally figured out the winning color. If you're ever painting a house, we submit from our painful experience that (a) a little color goes a long way and (b) you must, must must use color samples before you start buying gallons of the stuff. Enough said!
It's far from finished but at least it's looking a little nicer. The Monticello of Hi-Fi I call it! Which makes me... the Thomas Jefferson of Outer Echo Park. (My San Antonio college, Trinity University, used to call itself "The Harvard of the South", which we got a kick out of. They didn't make too big a deal out of it, but it did say that on all the matchbooks in the cafeteria.)
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