That's what I don't like about them, all of your choices made for you. Unfortunately, the sole remaining choice is the random flipping of those semi-glossy cards. You are equally assured of a magical combination or a horrendous eyesore. I had managed to narrow my choices down to four colors, Greystone, Stuffed Plum, Sea Foam, and Chopstick. I held each up to the wall, which didn't really show anything.
Paint chips are infamous for their false promises.
They seduce you with their richness, and turn on you when they achieve a position of power, spread on three-fourths of a wall. Lots of things have this glittery appeal. They offer a refuge, a hope. Looking back one reflects on his mistakes, fueled by the passion of his youth, culminating in psychedelic pink walls and pretend - crystal chandeliers. My thoughts drifted back to the hot air balloons.