I love brightly painted doors–and really, just doorways in general. The thing about doors is that they lead to somewhere. Somewhere great, interesting, boring, horrible…but the point is that they always lead to something. It’s the veneer that frames your perception of the secret(s) that lie behind it. There is a reason people in real estate are constantly referencing curb appeal. Not to get horribly metaphorical, but a beautifully painted door is like a personal facade–you know, the way a woman puts makeup and a smile on, even if she feels dreadful. You really do not know whats lying behind that layer of brightly painted wood, particleboard or face until you turn the knob and enter.
The Polka-dot Maven 