The once misunderstood, malaligned, black sheep so-to-speak of the color family is now one of the IT colors! Everyone is wearing it. I'm wearing it! What's not to love: it's a bright, cheerful color -- reminiscent of Tuscany, sunsets; vitamin C (especially yummy in Tequila Sunrises!) and autumnal harvests. It looks great when partnered with the color brown; it looks even better with navy blue. (But not with black, right? Because then you remind people of a Jack-o-Lantern -- not an especially flattering look for most people!)
For years, I hated the color orange. It was my Mother's fault, her and her darn need for "matchy-matchy".
Time for a story. Picture this ....
The year is 1970; and Mrs M's house is decorated in the latest color tones: the living room is harvest gold, dining room is avocado green and kitchen is coppertone brown. The Master bedroom is also done in green ('cause it's Mrs M's favorite color). The 2 younger girls share a pink room -- cause pink is for girls, right! And downstairs in the basement, the clever Mr M has just built 2 additional bedrooms! Oh goodie! Yet, in spite of the fact that Sandra's favorite color is blue, the 2 boys will get a blue room -- cause blue is for boys, right!
What colors are left to choose from?
Yellow? Sandra likes sunny yellow -- but Mrs B doesn't!
Maybe a nice lilac? Nanny M next door grows beautiful lilacs. But Mrs M doesn't want that unpopular purple color in her house.
No .....let's go with another 70's "IN" color -- let's go with burnt orange!
Well, why not orange! After all the currently popular (and cheap) new wallboard walls in the room are almost an orange color. The Ozite Town 'n' Terrace astro-turf type floor covering is burnt orange. The hand-me-down pine furniture has aged to a stomach churning orange tone. And look, Sandra! Your Mom has purchased an orange chennile bedspread, a wagon-wheel boudoir lamp with an orange shade, an orange (and avocado green) throw cushion; and there are orange corduroy curtains on the wee slit of a basement window wayyyyyyy up at the top of one wall that overlooks the pansy bed.
The pansy bed! The only glimpse of desired color in my burnt orange, avocado green and coppertone brown bedroom. Sigh!
A bright orange stuffed Poodle.
|This was NOT my bedroom: my room wasn't this bright.|
....... I just wanted you to REALLY get the idea.
Three years later, we moved. Phew!
My Dad built a brand new split level a few streets away; I got my own room again. Did I get a blue room this time? No; I wasn't even consulted on color. I got a purple room -- not lilac -- purple! Purple walls, purple bedspread ("It has lilacs on it, Sandra!") and purple shag carpet!
I had to leave home to get a blue bedroom ....... and I've had a blue bedroom for almost 40 years.
And after much prayer and a little therapy, I've let go of my hatred for orange. I have pine furniture. I have 4 orange items in my closet as well as a pair of ballet flats. I enjoy "mauve" and love the smell of lilacs. I have 95% recovered from that childhood trauma.