Like all fads, this furniture painting trend comes in waves, I’ve noticed – now that I’m old enough to have seen a few things come and go (and come again). When I was a kid, there was quite a bit of painted furniture around our house. But by the eighties, things went decidedly natural again.
My husband Chip stripped a lot of paint from pieces during that time period. I can appreciate the effort that took. But in my deepest, darkest soul, I really want to see them painted again.
Here are some examples of things I “must not alter” in our bedroom. I wouldn’t even want to change these pieces, really. Well, except that little nightstand, that sucker’s getting painted.
Hellooooo, Charlie Fuzzybutt in fuzzy focus! Isn’t that armoire something? Chip says it dates from the mid – late 19th century. It isn’t held together by any nails – it comes apart in pieces like a puzzle. The top crown holds everything in place.
Just began using this quilt which was made by my great-grandmother, after fruitless searches for the perfect, colorful quilt. Turned out I already had one. Now I’m on the hunt for coordinating pillows.
A few nights ago, I had some fun with a little card table chair, and Chip was fine with this. I didn’t take a before shot like an idiot, but even if I had, I would’ve been too embarrassed to post it anyway. We used this as a spare kitchen chair when the kids were small, and had their portable high-chair on it. Even with receiving blankets underneath to protect the seat, it got amazingly cruddy. This summer we’ve been using it to elevate a box fan in our bedroom at night. So I thought, why not make it a perty box fan elevator?
Now isn’t that cute? I used a homemade chalk paint, distressed a lot, and then finished with clear and dark wax. The fabric may change – that was just something I had in my stash.
And now for the old toy box, that was also once our coffee table. This had been red before Chip stripped it. He did tell me it was okay to paint it, but I could still sense a little resistance. I tried to explain that while he had given it its life back, I was going to make that life beautiful, see? Not sure he bought it.
Before – (Sorry, there’s always a cat, isn’t there?)
The color isn’t showing as rich as it appears IRL, let’s try with a flash.
Now that’s more accurate. The color is MMS Boxwood with some Grainsack mixed in to lighten it. Pretty close to Luckett’s Green, actually. The paint didn’t chip at all, I was amazed. Probably should’ve dried it with my hair dryer. But after some distressing and dark wax, I love it anyway.
Chip says it looks like something that fell off an army convoy truck. I say, “Exactly!”