Back in September, when I thought I was going to be launching The Daily Domestic (silly me!), this is what was happening in my life. I considered revising this but…Nah!
I may be the only one on the planet that feels this way, but I have a confession…I’m not ready for fall! This summer was too good to me and I’m sad to say good bye. I’m not ready for cool weather, shorter days or sweaters. And I’m not a huge fan of Halloween, apart from the candy of course. Last week I got on the bus to head home and smelled an unwelcomed scent. Pumpkin spice! I couldn’t figure out where it was coming from. It was so strong, like someone lit a pumpkin spice candle on the bus. The entire ride home I kept thinking, “Where is this coming from?” I’m begging y’all, can we at least wait until the official first day of fall, before we completely abandon summertime…please?
Fast forward to today. I’m out here sipping on and eating pumpkin spice everything-I-can-get-my-hands-on, wearing blanket scarves and living my best, most basic life, y’all. Hello, fall!
Anywhosie. On another note, I’m super excited for this adorable vintage telephone table! I’ve been dying for one for years and was thrilled when I came across it at a flea market in August.
I admit that, if I had room for it, I’d consider keeping it but I don’t…so it’s headed to The Daily Domestic Shop. My loss is your gain! I love mixing old with new and decided this table needed a bold color or pattern, or both, to bring it back to life. I try to shop local whenever I can but after a trip to a locally-owned fabric shop near my house, my wallet said, “Go to Joann’s!” so off I went. While I typically gravitate towards fun, floral patterns, I decided to abandon my norm and settled on this cool, geometric, somewhat ikat print.
Fabric stores are fun – I love sifting through all the pretty options – but overwhelming. When the cashier complimented me on my selection, I knew I’d done well and walked out proudly. Since I had a bold design in mind for this piece, I spent a few days considering all my color options. This is my least favorite part of the design process. I have the worst time deciding because it seems so permanent, even though it’s not! I saw a really pretty piece featured on Annie Sloan’s blog, painted in Greek Blue, and decided that a fun shade of blue would pair nicely with the black and white fabric. Whenever I pair brown and black or blue and black, I feel like such a rebel.
First, I popped out the seat. It came apart easily and was be a breeze to reassemble.
Next, I wiped down this beauty and got painting. I especially love painting with chalk paint because it requires zero sanding. Sometimes I rough up the surface I’m working on but not usually. My life before chalk paint was dusty and sad. Now, I’m a happier version of myself…one who paints inside and watches Hope Floats while doing so!
After the first coat, I let it sit for 30 minutes or so. This stuff dries super fast too. It’s incredible, really. As you can see, the first coat looks…interesting…but don’t be discouraged by the lack of uneven coverage!
Then I applied the second coat. Let that dry overnight, whilst finishing my movie and having a snack…because all that hard work stirs up hunger. For the third coat, I like to apply it with a little more precision because I don’t want my brush strokes to show. I was pretty happy with this after three coats and left it to dry for the rest of the day.
Finally, to reupholster the seat, I cut a square piece of fabric just slightly larger than its perimeter and then folded the edges in. I secured each piece, going around, with a staple gun.
Bam. Bam. Pow. Pow. Who else feels powerful when they use a power tool?
Unfortunately, I didn’t snap any pictures in the act because I was busy focusing on not stapling my finger. If you know me, you know I’m only half kidding. And voila! Here’s the finished table.
It’s a shame furniture companies don’t make these anymore. Imagine taking a phone call here back in the day and the excitement of having a leisurely conversation with a friend or loved one. Now, when my phone rings, it’s either a robo-call or I’m wondering why whoever is calling didn’t just text instead. Gone are the good old days. But if you’re interested in owning a piece of yester-year, head on over to the shop to check it out.
Good bye for now, friends!