Orange Doesn't Suit Me

All it took was a certain somebody and his 'call a spade a spade' comment. "Well, it's vulgar'. Period. I am confronted with a reality I have been attempting to shield myself from. Disguise. Trying to convince myself otherwise. It's different. A bold statement. If I just change the scotia and skirting colour. Tone it down a little. Perhaps. Maybe. Fingers crossed. Nah! You're right. Damn you. It's vulgar. Hideous. Nothing for it but to apply a coat of sealer and repaint. Forget about the wasted hours of work. The remaining litres of unused paint etc etc. Most of all, I feel humiliated. To have made such a grosse mistake. Me? Surely not. As if I were infallible. Get over it girl!