Our cobalt cocoon

A little over two weeks after Marlon and I first moved in, we've transformed our bedroom from this...

To this! Behold the fruit of our DIY labor!

I am in love with the color on our walls. Although the paint job is far from professional, the blue to me is completely swoonworthy. Jonel referred to the color, to my mild horror, as Ateneo blue. I joked to Marlon that we should start calling our bedroom The Blue Eagle Wing.

Then I saw that it was the same blue that both Blogger and Facebook use. I'm sure if I really put my mind to it, I can come up with a dozen companies or brands that use this color. But why would I want to do that when I am already so perfectly happy with it?

The bedroom is about 75% done. The floor lamp and bedside table are temporary—the latter was actually bought for the balcony. I already ordered bedside tables from Gewoon Chic, a great Dutch home webstore that I just discovered, which will be delivered today. Then all we need are bedside lamps, plus a chest of drawers for Marlon's clothes (since I've pretty much taken up most of the closet space).

Oh and speaking of closets... check out Marlon's pride and joy! He is over the moon seeing the results of his assembly job, and so am I.

Having decided on a palette of cobalt blue and white with metallic accents, I made the bed with this white cutwork bedspread from Jaipur, one of the stops on our honeymoon in Rajasthan. It used to be on our daybed in the living room.

We bought half a dozen freaking bedspreads from this one salesman who dazzled us with the whole Bollywood song and dance. He described his wares as "sho shoft, sho fabuloush" sho often that it shtuck—Marlon and I now refer to the bedspreads as fabuloush, as in "We need to wash the fabuloush." I think we were mired in credit card debt for the better part of a year, but we sure had a blast. And now that we have a home worthy of the fabuloush, they've turned out to be some of my most treasured purchases.

At night, with yellow light, the blue loses some of its cobalt zing, but still remains lovely and rich and enveloping.

I thought about repainting my dresser in the same glossy white as the bed, but that would make everything too matchy-matchy. I totally got the matchy-matchy gene from my mother, but I'm doing my best to suppress it. So it will remain a soft matte ivory.

Marlon is as in love with the blue as I am, but says it's made it harder for him to wake up in the mornings. I have no such problem. In fact, since we moved back into the newly repainted bedroom, I've been waking up every morning at 7.30 a.m. to have breakfast with him before he goes off to work. And if you know me, you'll know how abnormal that is for me. Maybe it's the effect of having a home that inspires and excites me... a home that I can't wait to wake up in every day!