….and agreeing to help a friend pick out curtains, is that it can go one of two ways:
- Boring, indecisive, wishy-washy and tears of frustration OR
- you pick the right friend, incorporate wine and have a few laughs and get something accomplished all at the same time.
I get this text one day…
“Nice”, I say. “What else?”. She texts, “That’s where you come in. You’re good at that, please help me.” hahahahah!! Yes, I do have a lot of experience when it comes to color combos, setting a room, and finding things online…BUT…I’ve always wondered how good I can be at not pushing too much of my own taste on someone who needs a little direction. I guess you can say it’s kind of like styling clothes, but with clothes you’re dealing with body type, fit and personality and function; all variables that narrow the choices a bit. Rooms have the same to do list too as far as fit, function and personality BUT I feel like there’s more room for pushing my own agenda here. Ha!
So why not start with someone who has the balls to tell you you’re nuts or on the other hand, also trust your wildest instincts because she’s seen you at your worst (bathroom on 21st birthday) and best (wedding day)?
The before is simple. Let’s make this makeover a sleepover too! so we start in the backyard with some Rosé and a catch up chat.
Then we pawn the kids off with her hubs and haul on down to Homegoods in search for curtains and a wall hanging that she fell in love with.
Wellllll, The wall hanging wasn’t as perfect as she remembered and we both fell in love with another piece that was way over budget. So, in a frenzy and a little giggly with rosé brain, we are immediately distracted by THIS… Like, where in the world does this fit in the suburbs of PA? They may need to transfer it across the bridge to a Jersey store…
Ok after making quite a few friends over this piece, (including a fellow Jersey girl), we get back on task. She already has a few mirrors that she’d like to hang on the wall between the windows so I suggest a mirror over the couch. Now we’re cookin. Mirror in tow, and still making friends, she tells me all about these curtains she loves. And they are lovely.
And tan. And white.
Here’s where my bossy comes in. If you tell me you want to add color and pop, you can’t go with the curtains that are tan and white. And that couch is such a pretty shade of blue. It’s begging for some color to join it in the room. And she’s still giggly about that ferris wheel thing, not to mention the rosé. So I go for broke. Here:
Note: I am holding those neutral ones off to the side now because clearly, I win and am making a case for COLOR again. We even got some of our new ferris wheel friends to approve. Here we go before she changes her mind, swiftly to check out. Not really sure if the mirror will fit in the car but whatever. We are invincible and our new friends will totes help out if needed. We’re a suburban shopping strip side show. Rosé.
The stars align and the mirror fits. We go back and eat a fabulous dinner and stay up chatting all night…and completely forget about the room.
So the next night I get a text…motivation set in and she’s off. All she needed was a little bossy push.
She starts simple by hanging those mirrors as instructed. But those curtains, I’m getting worried as they lay on the arm of the couch…Will she change her mind??
And then a few days later I am giddy (no Rosé this time) with glee.. We have a transformed room .
Now all she needs is a little table and possibly a chair. I haven’t told her yet that I really would adore it if the chair was the chatruse color from the curtains and that the table was oval and mid-century style like the sofa and maybe on the gold metallic side of the fence… In my head it’s all working but that’s the problem. No one, not even a bestie can see all the colors working inside my head until I physically walk them through Homegoods after a glass of Rosé.
Cheers to seeing the world through rosé glasses…