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The "applikay" is impressive, but I'd like to see actual applications. Lining up wall paper is tough enough, and with that you have some ability to line up things before it's final.
My very retro house (1961) needs inside painting badly, but I am just horrible at picking out colors -- it's like I have no ability to picture how it will look in the end, so whatever I choose looks like garbage. Also I am lazy. This is my ideal painting scenario.
JanetLand, you may need to get some samples of the paint colours you are considering, and paint some small areas of wall with them in order to help you make the right choice. Home Depot makes custom samples now.
I should've painted before I moved in (every wall is what my brother calls "rent-me-white") but I didn't (and so now my brother tells me I can't because it's too much of a pain in the ass with all my stuff in the way). I almost like the white walls since I'm a simple person and it sets off the furniture and stuff I have on the walls in a nice way (I think, but IANAID).
Also, I cannot pick colors to save my life. My original plan was to do everything in the house in various shades of blue with different accent colors for each room, but that's only worked out with mixed success (mostly because I am cheap and decorated with things I already had).
Here's a funny and sort-of-related thing: I grew up thinking the Sherwin Williams logo ≡ Click to see image ≡
was a cartoon turtle wearing a coat and a funny hat. I was literally in my teens before I looked closely enough at it to realize what it was. (Bear in mind I usually saw it very small, on paint buckets when my parents were repainting a room, too small to even see the text.)
dude, my maternal grandparents had a livingroom that looked EXACTLY like that. I mean, EXACTLY, right down to the same colour sofa. In 1973.
it was drab, dingy, the seating was uncomfortable (yea, those boxy midcentury modern sofas? never meant for sitting on), and it all smelled like a stale combo of unfiltered Marlboros, Chanel #5 and carpet mistakes from Grandma's rather senile old toy poodle.