Can I be honest? I’m on my second cup of coffee because I’m dreading going out to the garage to work in the heat! I ran 5 miles with a friend this morning, and my energy level is dropping when I think of sweating more than I already have. Summer is definitely not my favorite time of year, but for all you people who love living life like it’s a sauna -enjoy. Continue reading “A Vintage Dresser for a Soirée”
When I stepped back from my glaze work (the brown finish) on this dresser, my stomach began to growl. I think the chocolaty-brown glaze over my Persian Blue milk paint turned this piece into a green mint-chocolate-chip dream and it made me have nothing but ice cream on my brain.
I scored this piece off a Facebook garage sale group from a kind man who owns a moving company. When I saw his photo, I was hoping to restore it with a dark java stain, but I ended up painting it because the veneer wasn’t in the best of shape (this is what happens when you buy furniture in the dark).
-Funny side note, I picked this dresser up at 9:00 p.m., but right before that my GPS led me to his neighbor’s home. When I asked his neighbors how much I owed them for the dresser, they looked at me like I was a CRAZY woman. -_-
So, I really did want to restore it originally. But once I looked at the piece in the light, I realized it wasn’t going to happen. Sometimes, it’s okay when our ideas crash around us; because the challenge the crash creates makes us dig a little deeper into our creativity to find a solution. Which I did!
Continue reading “Vintage Empire Dresser Meets Mint Chocolate Chip”
One lazy Saturday afternoon Dean and I were hanging out around the house. I can’t have nothing to do for too long, so I asked him if he wanted to go “treasure” hunting at our local Goodwill.
We jumped in the car and then drifted apart once we were in the store. I don’t know why but Dean and I can NEVER stay in the same area while we shop “together”. I think it’s because I look at things in a quick and timely manner -always knowing what I want, while he slowly peruses the aisles, looking for a broken electronic device he can fix or a dusty and faded philosophical book. -Our brains are VERY different.
He caught me examining this beat-up, broken dresser. The drawers were cracked, broken, and stuck. The back was weak and brittle from water damaged. I stood there for a bit, trying to analyze the damage and dream up a vision for what this could become. Continue reading “Repurposed Vintage Dresser”