Color Commotions

If you ask any of my roommates, they'll tell you a thing or two about my love of color.  And pattern.  And mixing them all up.  My best friend, bless her heart, put up with it for years.  I always took over decorating whatever house or apartment we had snagged for the year (because we moved nearly every year), and made it the hodgepodge of my possessions (85.2%) and hers.

I once read that a decorating style can be as simple as this:  collect things you love, and they will all go together.  I adopted this approach, almost because I had no choice.  When you're a poor art student turned poorer career woman, what you can afford on your small allowance of monthly shopping money comes in very small, very random quantities.

And in my uncertain moments, when it was even too much color and visual commotion going on in a room for me, she'd laugh and say, "you always make it work."

So, my tendency for color, pattern, and eclecticness is translating very accurately into this wedding.  Nothing matches, and there's not a single color scheme.  It's all randomness, and things I love.

People ask me what my colors are, and I just have to laugh.  Let's just hope I can make it all work.

Idea board for the wedding: