You can't see too much of the paint in this room, unfortunately, but as you can tell from the space behind the refrigerator, it was a dark shade of . . . something. It was the colour of whatever would result should mustard and coffee choose to have a baby together. Paired with the terrible backsplash that I knew we likely wouldn't be replacing any time soon, everything just looked so tired in this poor room. White paint to the rescue, once again!