This place reminds me so much of my first apartment. I was obsessed with white. I remember spending an entire weekend perfecting my painting technique to have that vintage white look on all my furniture. Everything was white except all the art in the walls.. that added some punch of color. It was on the 22nd floor with no other buildings around.... so every morning you literally felt in a special place surrounded by white and the bright blue sky... *sigh* As you can see I have many font memories from it!
How about you, do you have a white obsession, have you ever had one?