What is it about yellow that makes me feel so happy? I know it's not just me, otherwise that original smiley face would have been a different color. Sunflowers, sunshine, lemonade...there's just something about that color that makes me feel light inside. When we moved into a new house when I was in sixth grade and I got to choose the color of my room, yellow it was. I was hoping for something a little brighter than "candlelight", but my mom had the final say. She made up for it with some sweet homemade curtains, though.
Unfortunately, given my skin tone, yellow is not the most complimentary of colors. I have been told that I look good in "burnt orange", but really I think brown is my best bet. Meh. Fortunately, I now have a daughter whose current skin tone is as blank as a palette can get, so she will definitely be sporting some yellow this summer, starting with the hat I just picked up at the thrift store that makes her look like a flower.
Now I've got my own house (sort of), and so when it came time to pick the color for the entryway, I threw the full weight of my opinion behind yellow. After we finished painting, we stood back and wondered if maybe it was just a little too yellow, but two years later, I am still loving it. And if Isabel pinks up too much in the coming years to pull off the yellow look, well, I've still got Brianna.