Fall Fruition

Some things take a long time to come about.

I started upcycling furniture quite by accident. I couldn't find a coffee table I liked, and in browsing internet pictures, I happened across a picture like this.

A little wild, I know, but I loved the vintage vibe. And I found a similar table on Craigslist and started my learning journey on the coffee table we still have and use and climb on daily, and in the process I started messing around with other pieces of furniture:

But it didn't come with a hexagon end table. They are hard to find, apparently. I drove all the way out to Anderson one day to look at one, only to discover that it was molded plastic and not wood. I came across plenty of others that were too plain, or just too pricey for me to spring for. So I was ecstatic to finally snag this little pair at an auction recently...

I wanted something with plenty of detail and ornate design that would stand out with all of the glazing goodness I had planned. So, finally, three years after my original inspiration, I finally have my vintage end table.

In peacock blue, of course. Put on your surprised face. 

Wedding Bells

My cousin tied the knot over the July fourth weekend, and as I was remiss in actually sending a wedding gift after I had placed a selection in my online shopping cart (I don't want to talk about how often that happens), he and his lovely new wife got a custom Hazelnuts piece instead.

My new cousin-in-law (is that a thing?) has a great vintage-chic taste, and her inspired wedding decor reflected that. I can't wait to see the pics. She also has a strong eye for envisioning potential, so when she bypassed all of the eye-catching French-provincial, shabby, and mid-century pieces I showed her and dug out this chunky vintage end table I've had lying around forever, I was so excited. I love this piece.

Having been around from the 70's and having seen a lot of wear, it needed plenty of love to get it back into a state fit to grace a newlywed home. But I think we got there.

Charming Chalk Paint

It's finally done. The poor thing had to be excavated from the carport, sit through a repaint after Hurricane Hazel took to it with a pencil and a burst of artistic genius, and wait for a hardware redo when my first choice of knobs was less than stellar.

Here it is just starting out:

Brush in Hand

Furniture is stacked almost to the ceiling in my carport. If we lived in a more upscale neighborhood, I'd be embarrassed. As it is, we just look like we're holding a perpetual yard sale. But I've been too busy with my little sister's wedding to do much transforming. 

See the cute little stool she's standing on to be tall enough to kiss her new hubby? The one that's mostly hidden under her dress? It's from Hazelnuts=)

Then we needed a vacation to wind down from the wedding, so we went here.

 But that wasn't enough, so we went to the mountains for a week. Which, mercifully for you, I don't have pictures of, because I forgot my camera. So here's a picture of what you are actually here for--a sneak shot of what's coming next...

I purposefully chose the most unflattering picture of this vintage solid wood end table in order that the reveal will be that much more delightful--a technique known as Clever Marketing, I believe. This is my second go-round with homemade chalk paint and I'm loving it much better now that I've had a chance to modify my own recipe a bit. The texture is silky and the look is dreamy.

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