So, my kind husband drove me out to deep Queen Creek where an eccentric older woman chatted with us about her dogs and repeatedly informed us of her 11 back surgeries. She also rolled her incapacitated husband out of some hidden back room to explain, in detail, his recent experience with suffering a massive stroke. I could practically hear Newell biting his tongue. He hadn't signed on for this.
We brought it home and I began work.
So I went to Walmart thinking I would go with the standard black, but I kept thinking about something my Dad said a long time ago about how I am always painting over wood and how it was a shame that I cover the natural beauty of it. This didn't make me want to refinish this cheap piece of pine furniture, because I personally think wood grain is out of fashion right now. But it made me think about changing it up a little. I don't know how my Dad's voice in my head helped me pick out this color, but it did.
It's called Ballet Slipper and it's a Krylon color. I think it's really perfect for a certain kind of bedroom. Pink is my favorite color, has been all my life. I hope that when I am 90 and drooling I still prefer pink roses over white. It's a little bit of the little girl in all of us women.
1 comment:
That is SO cute! You are so talented!
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