I hate pink.
Actually, that’s not strictly true; I have a strong distaste for certain shades of pink – those which could accurately be described as an assault on the senses. See the pink accents on this page? Fine. See the pale pink in the sidebar? Also fine. In fact, I even incorporated dusky pink into my wedding scheme because I actively like it.
What I can’t stand is the offensive hue I believe is known as ‘bubblegum’.
You know the one: it’s most often associated with baby girls, and is incessantly purchased by well-meaning mothers-in-law…
I have a little-known fact to share with you actually:
Pink wasn’t always associated with girls; pink and blue used to be the opposite way around to what they are today, with blue denoting girls, while pink was considered masculine. I know, right!
My point being, the whole gender bias thing is antiquated (or technically, you could argue the antithesis of antiquated). And, just in case you were still unsure, gaudy pink is probably my least favourite colour of all.
Equally, pink on pink on pink is not cool.
It usually culminates in a dull headache, and is brought on by excessively poor taste.
Shortly before my daughter was born, we had to decide how to decorate her nursery. I had no idea what to do with it as I’ve never really been too adventurous with home design. I know what I like, but prior to becoming a mum I almost always had something more fun to spend my cash on. Essentially, this has resulted in classic magnolia walls and the odd quirky ornament. I may be doing myself a slight disservice as I love our home and most people seem to like what we’ve done with the place. (Of course, it’s infinitely possible that house design is rather like babies, in that people would rather disingenuously coo than tell you they find it ugly…)
Still, we had a plain box room with, wait for it…magnolia walls – and a little girl on the way. In the knowledge that we’d be moving her to a bigger room in due course, we wanted to keep things simple (read easy and affordable – without applying for a small mortgage). I’m not certain where the idea originated from, but what we’ve ended up with is rather inspired if I say so myself. Which probably means I should be credited with the design, rather than my husband. ?
When we’d finished our simple decoration, there was no mistaking that this bedroom was for a girl: it’s feminine with a touch of whimsy.
It was also quite easy to throw together in a couple of hours, and relatively inexpensive. In my excited anticipation (and relief that this task could now be crossed off my to-do list), I posted some photos on facebook. And I was pleasantly surprised by the response.
Basically, I now fancy myself as the next Laurence Llewelyn-Bowen, though obviously a worse-dressed version – I could never compete with that level of epicness.
So, in the name of smashing gender stereotypes, and in case others also like what we’ve done and would like to recreate this adorable, non-pink loveliness, I thought I’d share how we achieved the look…
I know it seems crazy, but head down to your local garden centre. They have some truly pretty bits; many of which are ideal for the home and – as it turns out – quite perfect for the nursery too!
We chose a couple of lengths of silk vines for the base of the project. Like I said, I don’t know where the inspiration came from. But it’s starting to sound a bit bizarre so I’m coming clean: I can’t take credit for this genius weirdness. My husband is completely to
We also picked up some pink silk butterfly decorations (yes, I know, but they’re so pretty – and metre flashes of pink are acceptable). Finally, we bought some crystal butterflies. (They can be purchased in garish pink or classy clear. I think we all know which I chose.) We hung these from the ceiling in the hope that they’d act like prisms as the sun shone through them and cast lovely patterns over the walls.
We wound the vines around the light on the ceiling and secured with nails.
Note the vines are a little heavy and when one nail comes out, the entire vine ends up on the floor. This was the single most tedious part of the process: hubby had to keep going back up that step ladder time and again, and I got incredibly bored waiting for the finished article. (I recommend taking a magazine to read until hubby has nailed it. Pun intended. And no, that is not sexist because at the time of publishing, men still cannot get pregnant [worst luck], which means instead they must be the one to go up that ladder.)
Once the vines were adequately secured to the ceiling, we (sparingly) poked the wires of a few butterflies into the creation.
4. Finishing Touches
A couple of days later hubby seriously impressed me when he came home with a light shade which perfectly complemented the bedecked bulb. And before anyone passes comment, it’s not pink; it’s peach. Totally. Different. Colour. (You should obviously take care not to adorn the actual bulb or fittings, which could result in a fire hazard.)
To complete the look I bought beautiful matching bedding and curtains from Izziwotnot in a delicate pale yellow. They have subtle hints of pale pink in them (acceptable). Et viola! Our daughter now has a very lovely, very simple, very affordable, very feminine nursery.
And it’s NOT pink. Rejoice!