I have a love-hate relationship with paint chips. Thumbing through racks of them at my local home center gives me a jolt of excitement -- and a frisson of panic. The sheer volume of potential palettes overwhelms me. Citron and turquoise? Eggplant and khaki? Kelly green and daffodil yellow? Forget it, I inevitably conclude. I'll just paint everything white.
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