Learning by disliking

I spied a much-lauded interior recently, and hated nearly all of it. Maybe I'm in a hating mood. It's March after all, and work still gives me the vomits, and one of my cats is enduring quarantine. It's practically the time to get my hate on. Therefore I revisited my hatred over and over, just to be sure. I questioned it. Was it real? Am I just feeling pissy? Is it jealousy?

Behold the offender:

I like the floors. I like the botanical prints. I like the stool. I like the tea towels. Who am I kidding. It's just too fucking white! White white white. I especially hate the built-in shelves being full of white space-filling bullshit. AGHHHH. And it seems this was part of the Domino color issue (which I haven't read). Perhaps this space was featured for the white lovers, and "pops of color" were pointed out as if extra significant.

This is not me. I'm not judging this designer, I'm judging myself - and this is so useful. I'm learning what I like by spotting dislikes. But I'm not flat out hating on it. I'm analyzing why it doesn't attract me. Surely this is part of the enlightenment learning curve (as I've alluded to before). Kudos to me.

Later that same day I got a glimpse of Sarah Jessica Parker's NYC townhome. The video is one silly Pantene commercial, but nonetheless, my love of color is reaffirmed:

Check out all those colorful book spines!