Mexico Has Changed My Relationship With Color

My sense of color has certainly changed while being in Mexico. It's as if there is not a color that could be too bright for me. Yellow? I love the shade that yells "Good Morning!" Blues? I want the Caribbean. Reds? Don't give me a sophisticated burgundy. I want a red that almost tips into orange. For the first time in my life I like orange and lime green... two colors that I never would have gone near in my previous life.

So I am seriously considering "Stiletto Love" red for a wall in my living room, "Pensive Plum" in a fabric for my two couches, "Sockeye" peach for the master bedroom and "Pacific Coast Blue" for one wall in the guest room. What do you think?