when I was young I shared a bedroom with my sister. L is 9 years older than I was, so being the late 70s early 80s she was with it. I adored her clothes, shoes, hair dos.
the bedroom is being decorated at present. behind the wardrobes were the wallpaper we shared. i loved the colours, animals. one strange thing, i remember by bed, up the head end sat the cat, i would pick at the cats face, until the cat had a face no more. L would careful sketch the eyes, nose, whiskers, yet i would continue to take them away.
i cant imagine the whole bedroom covered with this visually noisy wallpaper. yet at the time it seemed ok. made me smile to see it again.