Home Sweet Home: Our Family Room
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The before was quite nice, I confess, but being who I am, it just didn’t cut the mustard…
This room… this room is most definitely hodge-podge, as we Southerners like to say…
It’s a little bit Valdosta, GA.
A little bit curbside pick-up…
A little bit wedding gift…
A little bit Rustburg, VA…
Freecycle dresser… Love the after. The before got lost both in my camera and my mind.
{Thank you, Cassie, oh painted furniture guru, for the advice}
But this one is a sturdy fellow and very well-made…
Although I mostly am feet-phobic, he does have some swoon-worthy feet….
Wonder if Savvy Southern Style has a furniture foot fetish, too…
I’m lacking a bit on the accessory front, but this lovely couple is a highlight in my life…
And who wouldn’t want George Clooney as their father and Vivian Lee as their mother?
Here we have a bit of Richmond, Va… Sparkley.. Though I do have some plans to un-grandma the shades a bit…
And Christmas? She’s still poking around here on the mantle…
Anything that takes that long to make is required to reciprocate. That copy-paper wreath is staying for a while.
But I’m a fan of drama, so we’ve made it work.
When it comes to sentimentality and stuff, I’m no hoarder. But there are some things… and I’m never parting with these hand-turned wooden candlesticks from my Great-Grandpappy…
Wax and all…
What is it with Glass Coke Bottles? They speak to the soul, don’t they?
And these are speaking to my children. Let’s all hold hands and sing Kum-bay-ya, please.
Over here on the left, we have a little Bainbridge, GA. Have I mentioned my love of furniture auctions?
Oh, you sexy drum table you…
You spin me round, round, baby…
Here we have a little bit of Maryland. And a little bit of Cassie… Mwuah.
A yard sale lamp with a flirty circle-skirt shade from Lynchburg…
Her sister is right over here on the right…
Atop another hand-me down from Great Grandpappy…
Not much to see here except a stunning hand-stitched portrait of the couch-eater.
<aside>No. Seriously. This happened the other day and I flipped a flip. Third couch in seven years. Not funny, yo. </aside>
Anyhoo, that Vivain Lee sure can cross-stitch can’t she.
Love you, Mom.
My mom is a real angel…
I dreamed a dream of long white Silk Dupioni Drapes, smocked in pearl beads…
For now we’re rockin’ some $5 White Cornices from the ReStore.
Same difference, right?
Ah…Home Sweet Home…
Carved Oak sideboard + Auction + TV + Embroidered Fabric = Heaven
Poor Morgan. He just doesn’t get the Quilt on a Ladder thing.
He talked me out of the 6ft wooden ladder, and this is what I got instead.
I’ll never listen to him again. Ear-plugs inserted.
Vintage Quilt from Great-Aunt Isabelle… or Ikey as we knew her.
Aren’t the pieces of fabric amazing?
It’s almost shredded. It’s one of those quilts that is so soft you want to live in it. And I did…but the fun is beyond over.
So now, it stays on display, {holes strategically hidden} to remind me of those cold winter nights, curled up in Oxford, drinking Sleepy Time Tea and watching Rachel and Ross fall in and out of love. Sigh.
So, yes. It’s a bit Hodge-podge. And it needs some work. Some chairs need recovering and some art needs creating and some walls need decorating…
And some money needs making to keep buying those couches that HotShot so loves to eat…
But it’s our home and it’s where we do our living…
And killing of the aliens…
Can’t have aliens walking around at The Bold Abode now, can we?
So, what do you say about our Home Sweet Home Family Room? Am I off to a decent start?
Paint Color: Moody Blue by Sherwin Williams
