Monday Musings: Real men let their ladies decorate in pink

Hey ladies! Vat's up? I have missed you so. Admittedly, this is the worst time of the year in my real J-O-B. I can assure you, you don't want to hear all of the gory details but let's just say 13 hour days are being had. Between my work schedule and my newest addiction of Candy Mania (I know. Embarrassing), my time is limited. Help me (insert sheepish voice). That being said, stick with me gang. I will be back in the full swing of things in no time. Until then, enjoy my sporadic and unpredictable posting. 

So in addition to my crazy work schedule, I still have about 3 design clients happening right at this moment. No fears ladies, that is actually my stress relief. What is not my stress relief are the men in the client equation. No offense. Boys. Do you really and truly hate pink? Or are you just trying to make my life difficult? Resist the resistance. I currently have a client, who is beyond fabulous, and when we met for our consult, her husband was maybe the coolest client I have encountered. Our conversation went a little like this:

Me: "So do you have any design boundaries?"

Him: "Whatever my wife wants." 

My inner dialogue: "Where in the hell has this design client been all of my life?"

Me: "What if your wife wants pink and we also nix the ceiling fan?" 

Him: "Pink I can live with. Lack of ceiling fan? I cannot. Don't push your luck."

We can't win them all ladies. But if I am going to win one, it is going to be that pop of pink.  As the saying goes, real men let their ladies decorate in pink. I know you thought it was "real men wear pink," but it's not. 

Lonny

Domino