The hot stuff

My dad said something one day, after everything was done…..’why did you choose the red wall colour? You’re a hot-tempered person, why should you continue to be surrounded by such?’. I  nodded my head.

Maybe he is right.

Yes however, I felt comfortable in it. I would not live elsewhere but my house. Moving back home normally equals living with the parents. But after being away for 8 years and tasted all the fun and trouble of flatting…all sort of stories, I dont mind the ‘elderly’. There’s things I cant do at home, or do with my home but I think I have much more freedom than before.

The project to decorate my space started out last year. It was not well-organised and I still feel guilty at times. I had no time to plan out the look and feel that I wish. My dad called me pretty much everyday and asked what titles I want, what colours of windows and all sort. So after the basic construction done…I did not know what to do.

The only thing I was proud of was the window me and my dad put together. I saw the design in one of the architek mag but had a lousy drawing. So my dad did put the holes into equal parts.

The challenge for me was I know what I like and dislike but the practicality and some constraints basically prevent a lot of ‘ideal’ design that could have taken place. I wanted a Spanish feel, warm colours and character.

My designer was a good consultant, yes there’s things that I would like to have changed and not 100% happy about. But it was an experience for me. Working with designer I realised it’s a personal affair. Your designer must understand your vision and the ability to communicate such vision into reality was a challenge.  Plus during the decor time, I realised I did not know exactly what I want. And nobody is a mind reader. For the very first time, I had a private space that I can play around with and I just could not know what the heck it should look like.

So we come up with this look. To me it’s not finish and I want the style to evolve. Or perhaps in a few years time I would change into the milder version, something like French cottage.

But for now, this is where I called home. I might find flaws in it and try to fix things. I live here now, at least nearly a year since it’s done.

(All of the below pix are credited to Christian Berg)

Bathroom & study (bath is not taken by C.B)

And this is something more private