Okay, so I returned to the apartment after the painting extravaganza, and voila—clearly it had been kidnapped for a guest appearance on “Miami Vice.” Or it was taken over by the Ladies’ Decorating Society and Drum Corp of Boca Raton.  And I’ve never even been to Florida. I have nothing against Florida. I’m sure it’s great. 

The surprising thing is that I hate the peach and love the blue. The blue, remember, was a last-minute switch, a sudden turn into a color I thought was about the most cheerful I’ve ever seen in my life. And coming into the hallway for the first time today, I felt my heart lift. Hooray, hooray for turquoise! 

Then I looked around the corner into the living room, and my heart sank right into the hardwood floor. GAK. 

Well, see for yourself. Here’s the hall, first in white:

And then, in the new blue:

You’ll note that I also asked the painter to build a partial wall, which restored the original. Great, great blue. And I love the little curved bench against the blue. But look:

GAK. The peach doesn’t even show in this photo as being as terrible as it truly is. In reality, the peach with the blue recalls a dreadful color combo from the early 1990s called “seafoam green and peach.” YUCK.

But it’s done. The painter, who is from Jamaica, loved it and said it reminded him of home.

Maybe I’ll invest in a few asparagus ferns or potted palms and put up a sea-shell curtain in a doorway.  

I think I need professional help. 

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