
But he does see red, and I mean that here in the literal sense.
So yesterday we scored some every-day dinnerware in red.
I like it.
As I told one of the furniture salespeople who kept trying to sell us sofas in beige, brown, taupe and grey, "I'm just not a beige person."
"Truer words were never spoken," said my husband.
And since he's known me since I was 18 years old, he should know.
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