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Is it OK if the carpet matches the drapes? — Betty Draper

Dear Betty: Over here at Advice Column headquarters, we adore a mono look in any colorway. And don’t get me started on the merits of wall-to-wall carpet and floor-to-ceilings curtains. Put them together and it’s like being cosseted in the womb. Even the walls can go matchy-matchy, a hue up or down the color dial. Imagine gliding barefoot across a silky low pile rug in rich eggplant to draw together your plum-colored lightweight wool curtains hidden under a matching valence. All this happening against a backdrop of grayish-purple walls (Benjamin Moore Lost Locket). Due to all the chicness, you collapse onto a cherry red velvet sofa while signaling to your major domo to fetch martinis.

Betty, matching the carpet to the curtains is a very swinging London thing to do. To add panache to a single-hue scheme, channel David Hicks — the king of Austin Powers ’60s haute décor — and layer in a bit of geometric pattern. Best thing about mono decorating? Very little thought need go into it. Do this everywhere, except the kitchen.

My husband fell in love with our historic home the second we walked into the showing. We purchased and decorated the home, and I love every square inch of it. Except one room. He refuses to do anything with his den, which is in plain sight. It’s become a catch-all for old furniture and decorating detritus and whatever. Nothing matches. Oh, and there’s a 1,000-inch TV on one wall and 100-foot-tall speakers on the other. He doesn’t want me to touch it because it’s “his room.” How to explain to him that this is a no? That this is an OMG Make it Stop. The rest of the home is beautiful, and yet he wants to do nothing with his eyesore den. Nothing. — Unbelievably Annoyed Uptown

Dear Annoyed: Gigantic TVs and frightening furnishings, when corralled into a space of one’s own, have a calming effect on straight men. But I’d wager your husband is playing psychological jujitsu with you, sabotaging your quest for perfection. That man understands you better than anyone else and therefore knows that having a 93% perfect home has got you nervously biting your nails. He will likely keep “his room” as-is and perhaps make it uglier, forcing you to accept that life is flawed.

Someone smart said, “order is the dream of man.” I say, correct sir! In fact, my dream is to have an organized drawer full of power cords and ironed sheets on the bed. That happened once exactly and not even at the same time. Despite best efforts, decorating perfection always remains just out of grasp.

Edward Abbey, a 1950s nature writer, rebutted the idea of order, stating, “chaos is the law of nature.” Annoyed, I believe you are mostly winning against the chaotic laws of nature, but to truly be transcendent, you must wrap your arms around your husband’s fondness for fugly and find the humor.

Remember that scene in “The Breakfast Club” when the nerd Brian (Anthony Michael Hall) reveals that he got an F in shop because his elephant lamp didn’t turn on, thereby torching his future at an Ivy League school? By the end of the movie, after smoking weed, crying and being a fool, Brian loosens his grip on academic perfection and narrates a perfectly imperfect essay — written, of course, on behalf of everyone else in detention while they were busy hooking up.

Transcendence is available to all of us if we just loosen the grip! Annoyed Uptown, here is your opportunity to relieve the pressure. Just have fun, gorgeous. Meanwhile, I would totally support you installing a door on “his room” while he’s at the grocery store.

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