If you think you can do something yourself to save a little money, you can't. It will end up costing you more in the long run - in time, frustration and dollars.
I don't know why I won't just accept it. I see these DIY projects and think I can do them. Brooks are not handy. I can jerry-rig just about anything, but if you want it made well that's another story. I should have learned this the first time I tried to put together Ikea furniture. I should have learned this a million other times. But apparently my memory gets a little fuzzy.
This summer I tackled three "projects." The first and third were executed exquisitely. They were simple and easy - my type of projects. The second was the project that would never end - more to come. But what I did well were:
My Antique Coca-Cola Crate
I can't find a before picture, but I found an old Coca-Cola crate at an antique store that was going out of business. I had absolutely no need or any idea what to do with it, but I loved it and for 60% off I couldn't say no. It was dirty and dusty with old glass bottle rings stained on the bottom and rust all around the edges. Well I took my little sander (the best purchase ever to come out of the disastrous project #2) and sanded down the rust, sanded off the "Boise, Idaho" stamp and smoothed out the wood. Then I added a polyurethane glossy finish which made the red pop and the fear of splinters disappear. Let's just say I'm beyond proud of myself. It looks awesome and now has a home on my table for mail, books and even flowers.
My Wall Gallery
I have a weakness for prints and photography, and Etsy, Pintrest and blogs have provided me so many fantastic finds! I finally framed a handful and created a wall gallery behind my couch.
There is the London canvas from Kelli where 9 years ago (9! how did that happen?) I fell in love with cities, traveling and accents. The green calligraphy "K" from Shannan full of Kristan-isms. Peonies from Nice. A "Live What You Love" letterpress print. The "Day 2" couple in the rain photograph I find incredibly romantic. An East 63rd St NYC consignment shop find. And the three newest additions:
A little Beach Boys love,
The key to my heart,
and the biggest compliment I could ever give you.
Look what I can do when I combine my shopping problem and a few weekend afternoons.
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