I am so "style" fickle. I don't know what to do with myself. Take these three pictures, for instance.
All the same shelf. One day I am totally crazy about primitive/country style. The next I'm nuts about Shabby Chic.
In art, it's ok. I've learned that I just need to do what I'm in the mood for. But with decorating that can get a little hairy. Especially when an anchor color in primitives is black and in shabby chic is white.
Maybe I'm trying too hard to fit into a category. It would make it easier, I think, somehow but maybe I'd get too bored. Hmpfh.
I must go get ready for a Presbyterian Women meeting. We'll have Bible Study, then a speaker and then yummy lunch. I have been flip-flopping (hmmm seems to be a theme today) about whether to go or not because they're predicting ice storms later today. But I guess pimento sandwiches and jello salad are calling. It has nothing to do with the chocolate cake or mini eclairs or pie. No. Really!