We’ve moved. Again. This spring, summer, and fall, we will be a breezy two blocks from the Bay and 1/2 mile from the ocean while my husband renovates a backyard in trade for discounted rent. It’s a beautiful, tiny, temporary, beach house.
We know we’ll be pulling up stakes and moving the caravan on in a few months, so I didn’t want to sink a lot of cash into making the place “ours,” and I didn’t want to leave an indelible mark that would tick-off the owner. On the other hand, taking stock of the bare bones furniture we moved in, all I saw was brown, brown, and more brown (see inset photo above). Something had to be done.
The curtains that came with the living room are heavy, they dutifully block out the bright slants of beachy sun in the evening, and they are brown, brown, brown. To be frank, they’re more of a tan-brown tweed that screams 1978 Motel 6. Eek.
Panicked for an immediate remedy, I bought a turquoise patterned tablecloth for $10 at Target, cut it in strips, finished the edges of the strips and tacked them carefully to the borders of all of the curtain panels. No harm, no foul– the stitches can be undone in about 10 minutes and the owner of such delightful drapes will be none the wiser.
Then working on the theory that– like a cheap tube of red lipstick to put the sass back in your style– bright colors are the easy trick to lift the mood of a room, in about 2 hours, I covered a pile of pillows in every color of fabric in the spectrum, using my favorite fail-safe pillow-cover stitching technique. With such a riot of colors, I’m pretty sure at least some of them will fit into at least some of the decor at the next place we stop our gypsy tent.
Lastly, rather than trying to find the perfect (pricey) piece of art to fill the big, blank living room wall, my two-year old helped me choose a flock of cheep-cheep vinyl birds online to adhere to the walls (and remove when we leave!)
Can’t get enough rainbows? You can eat them, too.







































