Painting is a great, yet frustrating adventure

When I was 16, my parents owned their first house. Since I had just moved back to live with my dad, they let me paint my room. I chose light blue for the walls and light green for the trim and doors. It's not as bad as it sounds. It was cute and matched my comforter. Don't judge me. See the pictures below.

That's my dad, and the only picture I have that also shows the green.

If it makes you feel better about my taste, my little sister's room was bright pink with a darker pink border (chair rail height). Just remember, I was a teenager.

Well, NB and I went to Lowe's yesterday to pick out paint to match her bed set. We took a pillow case with us, and matched about 8 different shades we thought would look nice, and she already had 4 picked out at the house. The pillow case was a slightly different color than the comforter though so we had to keep that in mind.

She was griping at me because I was supposed to help her narrow down her choices not create more haha. When we got back to her house (almost an hour later), the samples looked completely different in the natural light of the room. We ended up tossing out all but 3, until we put the sample papers on the wall next to the brown of the furniture. We narrowed it down to 1! Woo hoo!

She also had actual samples of paint for her dining room painted on the wall. She originally thought one color would look great until it was on the wall. It looked awful. We decided she should go with the lightest of the colors.

We plan on painting her dining room this coming Saturday. I'm kind of excited. I think it's fun! I can't wait to see the finished look! It'll be fabulously beautiful! I'll try to take pictures of the progress and finished product of course!

When I own my own house, I think I might just take all color variations within a color I want. It'll make it easier because I'll have the natural light of the room. You just can't trust the lights of the Lowe's or Home Depot.