Because the thing about colour is that I’m inevitably going to get so damn sick of it, and crave a little bit o’ monochrome calm back in my lounge room.
Most of you, have never been to my house. (I’m pretty sure, anyway. Let’s face it, there’s been a few big nights, filled with bottles of tequila, so huge apols if I don’t remember inviting you back for pancakes at 3am).
But here’s something you should probs know. I don’t really do colour.
My house – tis monochrome. Strictly monochrome. Black, white and grey doth make the bulk of my interiors and holy sweet baby jeebus, I don’t think I could fathom the thought of sleeping in coloured sheets. CRISP WHITE ALL THE WAY THANK YOU VERY MUCH, AND DON’T EVEN GET ME STARTED ON WHAT I THINK OF THOSE GEOMETRIC HOT COLOURED MESSES OF DOONA COVERS.
Sometimes, only sometimes, do I get on the colour bandwagon. It’s usually a hot seasonal hue, and I’ll throw a few cushions and candles into the mix, because fashionable. But it’s minimal. Because the thing about colour is that I’m inevitably going to get so damn sick of it, and crave a little bit o’ monochrome calm back in my lounge room.
(side note: Flowers. The only exception kids. Feel free to send me all the red roses you desire…)
So, my copper obsession? It was becoming a little alarming. I was accumulating an increasingly accelerating amount of glorious metallic shiny decor in my life. Oh dear lord. The purge was going to be horrific.
Except…’the purge’ didn’t come. Because copper has gone from here-today-gone-tomoz flash trend to a bona fide main stayer. Welcome to Emma’s home, you shiny pieces of gloriousness. It’s gonna be a long and beautiful friendship.
Where to next? Well, there’s a little bit of inspiration and a lot of wish list pieces that I’ve decided would look pretty darn fine next to my new black and white couch cushions I’ve just ordered. I mean, a girl isn’t going to completely change her spots over night, amiright folks?
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