In much the same way a mother never tires of people saying her child is adorable, I never tire of having strangers stop to compliment the beauty of the house and the obvious care that is taken to keep it so. For that reason, and a few others, Saturday's debut yArT Sale (art sale in... Continue Reading →
Confession: I spent Mother’s Day stripping. And: I liked it. It was a glorious day - just me and Paul, gettin’ dirty in the basement with a giant jug of Citristrip, scrapers, and this diamond in the rough: But I’m jumping ahead. Lemme back it up a bit. Burton Trash Day, or Burton Tree Lawn... Continue Reading →
I've previously mentioned my slight obsession with the ReStore. It's as close to a treasure hunt as a grown person gets. Over the summer, I stumbled on this 70's beauty: It was the deal of the day - only $10! I could envision it with sleek navy paint and bright gold hardware in my TV room.... Continue Reading →
Old, Pretty, and Slightly Broken 