My best friend is the type of person who makes mental notes of things I mention wanting, then randomly texts me with pictures to see if they fit into my current projects. This is great for me, because taking five kids into antique shops during the week doesn’t always work out so well, and she has a little more flexibility with her schedule. She’s never offended if I respond that it’s not what I had in mind. She’s the best personal shopper ever!
Last week, I got a text with a couple of pictures. One of a red crushed velvet lamp shade covering an ornate black fixture with red glass details (um, yeah, not my style, and apparently was only texted to me because the woman at the shop insisted) and one of a double arm brass sconce with pressed glass globes. I swooned over the lovely feminine details and made a mental note to justify this light fixture to the hubby by pointing out that there were no chains involved. He has a serious loathing of light fixtures with chains. I apologized in advance for the dining room fixture. And promised no more chains. At least for awhile.
Here’s the picture I received of the first piece of the girls’ bathroom redo:
I was finally able to make it to the shop on Saturday, and saw the price tag of $40. The realistic side of me argued that $40 was probably reasonable for the light fixture, but the frugal-always-looking-for-a-deal side of me argued that I thought I could do better. The shop owner threw out $25, tax included, so the globes were wrapped, a box was found, and the light and I made the short trip to the house.
I now have a new shop to check out semi-regularly, and a start on the girls’ bathroom makeover! Because let’s face it, this:
really doesn’t have a lot of femininity going for it.
upcycledpurpose 