I thought wall decals were everywhere until I went to Paris for a week and they really were everywhere. At shops in Le Marais, sheets of decals were piled next to each other and long, skinny decals hung from tall racks. There were dragonflies, cherry blossom branches, birds, words and dandelion poufs right out of Horton Hears a Who. I bought a monkey with a curly tail.

But what’s cool about wall decals isn’t just their trendy design: It’s their impermanence. When I think of the agony that went into choosing my wall colors, well, let’s just say I’m not exactly ready to make that kind of commitment. And, with decals, I can play the field.

Birds on a wire one month, graphic sheet patterns the next, followed by green grass to stave away winter blahs. Or maybe I’ll order some custom prose from whatisblik.com that reads, “I heart stickers,” (in French, of course).