When i was young I thought my mom’s colorful decor was ridiculous. Now I’m old and my kids think I’m ridiculous for wanting colorful everything. Is that a thing?
well I’m about to be 18 and I’m officially done with all black, especially with tech. I’m about to but myself a mint green phone actually. soo, 18 maybe?
I always did, but I pretended like I was above it for a long time. I think it felt uncool to care about that kind of thing? I don’t know, I was insecure. Now that I’ve run out of fucks, my house is really colorful and I love it. Beige everything makes me wish for the sweet release of death. Depending on how old your kids are, they might be going through a similar phase, and maybe they’ll outgrow it too.
My favorite color is brown, well, rust specifically, so beige is nice. It’s not as important than the ability to reflect light though. With that you can do all sorts of mood lighting and coloring with vibrant objects.
I think that’s where i am - so over the brown!
Well I’m in my 30’s and it hasn’t happened yet.
Oh man. I said that about a lot of things.
I remember liking colors since age 3. That doesn’t mean I have developed a sense of taste about them. Those are two very different things. Perhaps your kids are right? Perhaps not. A lot of people never learn to combine colors in what’s considered a pleasant manner, but what matters is that they are happy with their choices.
Oh yeah. I do not have color matching skill! Most days i wear neutral shorts/pants or jeans and whatever on top, or a dress where no matching is required.
Lol I am right there with you. In my teenage years I dressed all black, tons of black eyeliner, etc. And scoffed at anything pastel or pink. Now? Well now I have purple hair, rainbow shoes, colorful pants and whatever ticks my fancy. When my brother cuestioned me I told him that since I wore all black for a long time (still do from time to time) I loved colorful outfits now and he was like “Well, you know you don’t have to make up for it, right?” Oh ffs just leave me alone. No one cares and it makes me happy.
I spent 30 years wearing black. I think i thought it made me invisible.
Sounds like something specific to you
My two year old has rotating favorite colors. He knows our favorite colors and he will bring us objects that are those colors, and then we ask what his favorite color is. He’ll pick out a marker or point to something or say a color. It changes every few days. Today was “lello”, a few days ago it was “bu”. He’s probably been interested in colorful objects (favoring something in primary colors vs pastels or neutrals) since about 5 months. So at least this kid has been interested in color almost from the beginning.
Not too sure, but when I was younger I wanted to fit in and picking colorful stuff made that harder. Id worry about it being on trend, or masculine enough, etc. Now that I’m in my 30s I said fuck it and am getting more colorful.
Doesn’t help that I grew up with a mother who refuses to paint her walls anything but off-white or pale green for resale value. There was so little character.
Um. That sounds so weird. My kids always liked colors, I like colors, about the same amount as always. The blue, blue sky. The vivid pink of the bougainvillea, we all notice these.
I don’t have particularly colorful decor though. More like neutrals and muted colors with splashes of brighter.
