When I am excited about a piece of furniture, I usually have something in mind and can't wait to get it home and get started. This was one of those pieces. I think I was cleaning it as it was being unloaded from the truck.
I painted the legs with a coat of Chalk Paint in Old White and then layered on some Country Grey and Paris Grey with Pure White pounced on in spots. I wanted it to look like layers of paint had been applied and were chipping and peeling away.
As I came around the final corner, feeling rather proud of myself for finishing so quickly, I noticed a sticker on the underside of the table. Crap... It was a container import sticker. From France. Seriously? I had just painted an antique, imported French table. Trying not to kick myself, I looked up the name of the shop in Dallas this piece had been shipped to originally. Horrible idea, just by looking at the website I could tell that this was a place I would never be able to shop. The only pricing I could find on the website was this line from their "about us" section "We have vast selections and styles of armoires ranging in price from $3,300 to $24,880". I thought I might be sick.
The consolation? The finish on the top was not in great condition. It had been badly lacquered and was visibly chipping. After I stripped and restained the top, it is beautiful again. The grain and pattern of the wood is spectacular.
If I knew then what I know now, I might have left the apron and legs as found and just refinished the top. As it is? I love it! I think that the carved details are yummy and I love its clunky little feet. They remind me of platform shoes. Which I do not wear. They don't really go with my paint splattered sweats.
For a little while, this table lives in my dining room. I love having it here, it makes me feel fancy. Which I am not :-)
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