When we moved into our house, every wall was white. Well, not white. Kind of a french-vanilla-off-white. Everywhere. French. Vanilla.
A few months ago, I decided that we had to have color, somewhere. I figured I'd start with the kids' room. Kid's rooms shouldn't be white. If for no other reason than because it's too evocative of a blank sheet of paper.
Last week I was present at the launch of the new Bond in Motion exhibition at the Beaulieu National Motor Museum. It was a lavish affair, complete with champagne, celebrities and people who were generally dressed in much smarter clothes than I. Almost immediately I was greeted by the sight of Britt Ekland sprawled across the bonnet of an Aston Martin.