White and yellow and gray.
Beautiful.
Trendy.
I have no problem with that.
Remember this scary dude?...
I purchased him and his brother at the DI for $25, painted them black, thought they were glorious.
That was in my previous life.
Now everything must be white.
...
There must be no oak.
If I see oak I immediately attack it with a paintbrush full of creamy white substance.
I then discard the chairs and buy new ones at IKEA because chairs are too hard to paint.
And because I don't own a paint sprayer... yet.
And because those little baby stools are impossible to resist.
