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Ok. If you know anything at all about me, you know that I LOVE the color purple. In my old house, when I was single, I painted my kitchen cabinets PHOENICIAN PURPLE. It was beautiful. Glossy. Purple. I also had a chalkboard-paint refrigerator, though, so there's no accounting for taste. (oh my gosh, it was so much fun -- everytime I had a party, everyone would draw pictures and sign the refrigerator, and then I'd take a picture the next day [I generally refer to this as the hangover part of the day] before I erased the whole thing to start over again)

But I digress. So I LOVE purple. We have this back bedroom in our house that used to be a sleeping porch. Someone however many years ago enclosed it and insulated it and yadda yadda yadda -- it's a bedroom now. But it's surrounded by windows. It's like a 6'x12' room, and it has 7 windows in it! Very little wall space.

So when we bought this house, I immediately claimed this room for the land of Sara. I was like OH MY GOSH this would be the absolute BEST scrap room EVER.

Alright. So it's purple (duh). A very nice shade of purple -- really really light lavendar -- I think it's called "Winter Solstice." Really airy and happy purple. Then, Lisa gave me some PURPLE SHELVES. These, my friends, are not just any purple shelves.

THEY ARE PURPLE PAISLEY SHELVES.

If there's anything I love more than purple, it's paisley. I am a SUCKER for paisley.

I have purple paisley shelves.

It's time to reclaim the scrapping area. I'll be taking pictures next week (if I can get my flippin' camera to work). Please pray for me and my scrap room.