Seems to me it’s Parrot Green, by Benjamin Moore. The fabric on the bed was bought on sale from Ballard Designs, many years ago now, because when I saw it I knew it had to be mine. Buy the fabric, and the room will come!
The footstool, given to me a long time ago by Auntie M, dressed up in that fabulous horsie fabric, finally found its calling as a boost up for Miss H. The fringe passementerie probably cost 5 times as much as the stool, but sometimes you just have to do what’s right.
The armoire was dragged home from a barn sale down the road, dark and looming and dirty, but with such pretty lines and carving. It took me just a few hours of brushing and wiping paint samples from Restoration Hardware onto the old wood. No sanding, no prep, no plan: the kind of thing that drives guys crazy. Then, getting it upstairs was the hardest part, but we did it.
The bag hanging from the letter H was another Ballard Design find: it was a special they were running and was something like $25 including the embroidered name. Just last weekend as I was putting her to bed, she looked over and grinned and looked up at me and said “Helen!” She had been looking at it almost since she was born, but just now realized she could read her name in cursive writing.
The small painting above it is by my friend Meredith Reynolds, as are the other two landscapes in the room. The portraits next to the bed are of my mother, Helen, with my sister, Joan Helen, who watch over their little namesake.
In the corner is a nursing rocker, probably from the 1880s, which was Mr. Pirate’s grandmother’s.
The two black and white prints were Aunt Frostie’s, and before that, my great grandmother’s.
Funny how you — I — suffer over the tiny details in projects like this. Don’t know how many places I had to go to find just the right buttons, then buy enough of them for the shams and duvet.
Here is where Skank Barbie hangs with her pals.
This green, “Parrot Green,” by the way, although it’s very bright and wacky and not the sort of thing most family members or neighbors would let go without comment, (“Are you joking! What is that, Bozo Green??”) it is incredibly welcoming to artwork. Everything looks good against it. Love it.
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