For a very long time, my room was a shade of pink.
But after numerous constructive criticisms by my mum to spruce it up in time for the wedding, I finally picked up the paintbrush and started painting my room.
I’ve never painted before. After several advices from my friend on painting techniques, I bought some paint, a roller brush and a paint tray. After some trepidation, I dipped the brush in the paint and drew the brush up and down.
It was surprisingly therapeutic, like doing a giant pedicure.
And after 2 days of musty clothes, splattered slacks and several cold drinks …
My new wall! I know this is probably very mundane but I’m so proud of myself. I think it looks pretty good for someone who’s never painted before.