I painted the pulls in a satin nickel (I almost went gold but that's a whole other agony), and the top is stained with a polyurethane topcoat. The body is clear waxed. I tried to get a few side views for you so you can catch the waves.
Someone picking up one of my kids gave me the best compliment when she saw this in the driveway as it sat awaiting staging and its little photo shoot. She stared at it with wide eyes and kept saying it was so beautiful. Whew. I was a bit scared to hear what she thought. Then she said to me, "you should do this for a living." Now that is something that is a symphony to my ears when you have only your own opinion to rely on while designing pieces. My heart smiled. I did not know what the reaction to this would be, but I knew I adored it. Yes, it is bright. Yes, it is bold. It is also warm and striking and soft. I was very thankful for her encouragement. Now I want to redo my bedroom around it and keep it. But I shall not. I shall reluctantly say it is available to grace someone else's space. I painted the pulls in a satin nickel (I almost went gold but that's a whole other agony), and the top is stained with a polyurethane topcoat. The body is clear waxed. I tried to get a few side views for you so you can catch the waves. This dresser was going to be red, then a denim blue, then taupe and blue, I considered black and pale yellow. I saw it in so many variations, it was plopped dead center in a crayon box sardined by possibilities. It ended up deep mint and deep coral. That's just how it goes. What changed my mind was I never felt settled on any of the colors I proposed to myself. As funny as it may sound the inspiration for these colors came from my shirt. I was at the paint store buying the deep coral holding it in the crook of my arm against my rib while I poked around. I loved the tone, but admit I had no idea what I would use it for. A frame? A side table? A small cabinet? Hmmm... Then I glanced back down at the splotch on the lid cornered in my elbow, and discovered it was quite striking against my shirt. I just so happened to be wearing a mint colored cotton shirt. It captivated me. I love mint and coral in my wardrobe, and here it was begging to be partnered on furniture right under my nose. I obliged. I also replaced the center pulls by filling in the old holes and adding the glass knobs. Darling, I say.
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I was just about to grab a saw and hack off the ten feet long handles on my paint brushes when what to my wondering eyes should appear when I went to pick up some more woods stain? This lil bug. Gasp. Grab. So stubby cute. I gave it a test run and voila, it's genius. Five dollars worth of gold in bristles. Fits right into my palm and flows wonderfully. It seriously makes me say 'where have you been all my life?'' and really want to know. How have I managed without this. Oh, I remember, scraping the paint off where I just finished when the handle of the regular size swipes it as I shift around small areas. Bash bash bash. Then I sand a bit and dab new paint on the scraped area. Well those days are happily history. And it has a little hole in the nub of a handle so I can dangle it from a pearl chain around my neck. Since I am constantly losing where I put my brush three seconds after I put it down.
Just love this little table which is actually rather tall for a side table. It is an antique I bought last fall, and knew I wanted to do something fun with it. Several ideas ran through my head, but this one kept pushing its way to the top. I stripped the veneer off the top and sanded. I loved the rustic wood which appeared so I gave it a light brushing of diluted stain then polyurethaned and dark waxed. The decoupage is sealed under the topcoats. It has a great saying accompanied by the chic Chanteclair. The body I painted in black chalk paint then dark waxed. Here it is with its great long legs and spindled ankles and feet: Dimensions" 30 1/2" H x 20"W x 16"D
This super cheery color is as warm and welcoming as the sun after the wretched, way too long and dragged out winter. The name of the paint is Dreamy Caramel. I see it more as dandelion, which is my favorite flower simply because it is so happy and fluffy and summery. Having bought the paint a few months back, I was dying to bust it out, but wanted to wait for spring. So at last, I could not contain myself any longer. I refinished this antique cutie in this gorgeous yellow chalk paint and clear waxed it after a bit of classic distressing to express the love and age of the piece. It makes me want to kick back and read. It makes me sigh a smile. It makes me want to stare into neverland and daydream the hours away. It really makes me want to set a heaping bushel of side-of-the-road picked daisies so full they're flopping out of the spout of an old white porcelain or ironstone pitcher atop the wood center. Which I would have done had I not worried that it being like a hundred degrees in the burning sun, the newly polyurethaned top would get tacky and marred. So just dream of it for now, la la la...told you it was a dreamy dresser.
I highlighted some of the pretty details with white and refinished the top in a warm mahogany stain to give a complementary contrast to the yellow and white. It has beautifully curved top drawers, and I strip=cleaned the original hardware loving and keeping the revealed gold and brown patina they have acquired over time. This pretty piece sets on original casters. Use this in any room for any purpose. A nursery, game room, bedroom, foyer, bathroom, kitchen, sunroom.... And that's me in the fuzzies on the mirror. My apologies, I don't like to have fuzzies, but I couldn't have my grungy-work self ruining the lovely reflection of the sky and trees. Available to grace your space. Linked at: furniture feature friday | favorites & link party Wow Us Wednesdays #225 |
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