Furniture...Do we need it?

It's down to 91 days (please read the earlier post to figure it out) and now the BIG decisions. Furniture! How are (we) going to decorate the new dig? What colors? Fabrics? Room arrangements? HEADACHE. What can a man who has been living out of cardboard dressers, a futon and big TV say about furniture? To me, one word, COMFORT. To her, one word, ITS WHAT I WANT! So the struggles begin. I like everything she hates and, well, you can figure out the rest. So on we go from one store to the next. I look west, she looks east. I like black, she, red. Does anyone have an answer? I know that compromise is the answer, but what can be reached from a cardboard man and a fashion princess?
If I follow Sir Arthur Conan Doyle's advise:
"I consider that a man's brain originally is like a little empty attic, and you have to stock it with such furniture as you choose."
I guess its going to be RED!