My Obsession with Green

I grew up despising my birthstone. I'm an August baby so I get to delight in peridot. Peridot. All my friends had opals or rubies, even diamonds. I had peridot.

I affectionately called it baby poop green for a few years. Down the road I realized I loved that color. Thankfully, the rest of the world caught on, too and started decorating (again, for those of you who experienced the 60-70s era) with all things citron and avocado. I love it. I know that fads come in waves but I'm clinging to the hope that this one will hang on for a while.

Green has been my favorite color for a long time. I can't help myself. Even my eyes are green. But it's possible to overdo a color in your home, even when it's your favorite. I've tried to spice my green up with shades of blue, yellow and burgundy (not all in the same room, mind you). Even so, there's a lot of green in this house (and more will find its way in, I assure you). So here's a (mini) tour of my house in greens...


The crib skirt in my baby boy's room.

The bird bath sitting on the hutch my mother-in-law passed down to us. (Which one day may be painted white...shhhh!)

The quilt my seamstress of a mother made when my son was born.

My kitchen. When we moved in it was dark, dark brown. I love how cheery it is now.

The original painting a friend of ours painted as a present when my son was born.

Are you excited to display your husband's shaving kit in your bathroom? Yeah, me neither. Until he bought this:

The curtains in my living room...I wish the color would show up better for you. They are fantastic.

Yes, even my soap is green...

I don't even like that lotion very well. But it's green, so...well, you know.

What color are you obsessed with?