Thanks to days of do-not-drive winter weather that kept me trapped indoors much like a pajama-clad shut-in, my 2012 furniture-painting efforts are off to a robust start.
This flakey Before is now an After.
There are two of these little nightstands and while not exactly heirloom pieces, I liked their curved legs and distressed hardware.
I did not like the gold plastic (plastic!) scrolly accents so I studied up on home dentistry and extracted them with a pair of pliers.
The nightstands go onto the stack of things I’ll be selling at my first vintage event of the year, happening in a week or so.
If I can get out of my driveway by then.
Just before the snow and ice storm arrived last week, I decided I’d better hit my super-secret thrift store circuit before the weather put me on lockdown and I’m glad I did.
Please disregard the following in this photo: vintage Christmas tablecloths not put away yet, vertical blinds (ew), dangling electronic doodads, nightstand on sideboard (?!), shadeless & bulbless lamps, bath towel on floor ... I could go on...
Furniture is now lined up and awaiting makeovers.
This is why dinner is sometimes eaten at the coffee table.
Who am I kidding? Dinner is always eaten at the coffee table.
Unless there are guests.
It’s not total anarchy, yet.