A few years later, I had something of an awakening when it came to decorating our home and I realized that our bedroom furniture (as well as everything else in our house) just wasn't my style at all. The bedroom set we bought was big, bulky, and dark. It completely overwhelmed our space and I didn't see anyway to make it look better. I wish I could find an old picture for you.
I really wanted to start completely over, find pieces that I really loved, and create a room that was lighter and brighter with an eclectic mix of unique pieces. So after some major convincing on my part, Tim let me sell our bedroom set on Craigslist.
I've learned that finding what I love takes time. It takes patience, persistence, and it takes not settling. But after selling our bedroom set, we had no furniture and our clothes were just sitting there all piled up on the floor. Obviously we needed something immediately to hold it all. So we went to Ikea and bought two dressers that would hold our things until I found what I really wanted.
That was four years ago.
Over those four years, I've been on the lookout for a dresser. I've looked on Craigslist, in thrift stores, antique stores, etc... I knew I wanted a solid wood, vintage piece that I could paint. I wanted it to have clean, straight lines, so as not to be overly feminine, but also have some interest to it. And since we moved to a smaller home a few years ago, we now only have space in our room for one dresser, so it needed to be big enough to hold both mine and Tim's folded clothes.
Finding a dresser with all of these qualities was not easy, but I stayed patient.
Then a few weeks ago, my in-laws were here visiting and we were loading up in the Jeep getting ready to go to Target when I got a text from a neighbor alerting me to a "darling long dresser... really unusual... lots of potential" that someone had sat out on the side of the road in our neighborhood for the trash pick-up. This neighbor knows me and knows my love for painting and making over old furniture. Obviously I was interested at this point. So we drove off to find the dresser. As I pulled up to it, I immediately noticed it's unique vintage look. It was extra long and had clean, straight lines. I hopped out to give it a closer inspection. I wanted to check if it was solid wood (yes), to make sure the drawers worked (yes), and that they were in good condition (yes).
I could see the potential in it and I knew I wanted it. So Pop Pop stayed back to guard the dresser while Mimi, Hudson, and I went home to get the van (since the dresser was not going to fit in the back of the Jeep). Within the few minutes we were gone, three people stopped to look at it and the trash truck showed up to take it away in the trash. We pulled up with the van just as Pop Pop was telling the trash guys we were going to keep the dresser. This was perfect timing because instead of throwing the dresser in the trash truck, those guys kindly loaded it up in the back of the van for us. I was so thankful for that because it was such a heavy dresser that we would have had an extremely hard time loading it up ourselves.
Here she is - the before picture:
The most fun thing about these projects is seeing the amazing transformation. It's not quite what I had envisioned when I started this project, but in the end, I love it even more than I originally imagined.
I love that it's unique. I love that it has a story behind it. I love that my in-laws were involved in finding it and helping me haul it home. And I love that Tim and I both worked on it to make it our own. I hope it will be something that we have and enjoy for a very long time.
What about you? Have you ever had a project go all wrong, but then end up better than you ever thought?



















