I'm breaking my rule by posting on Anne Marie's blog again. Sometimes I can't resist entering into the conversation of furniture. Especially since I've recently moved into a new house. I've noticed, in these blog land conversations (a lot of you are my best blog friends and you don't even know it), it just so happens to present itself that many of you have the same weakness that I do. Shabby, pink, and french. I know I should have kept my cabinet just for my Garden Laundry shop [another one of my guilty pleasures]. But this cabinet crammed with pink and green flowery china has very practical storage space, indeed.
On the other side of this room, there's a pretty painting I found at an estate sale for $3. it's from the 40's, too, and I bought it for the frame but soon fell in love with the aged magnolias.
I wasn't sure about the white frame, so I painted it a pretty pale turquoise. I was originally thinking coral, but you bloggers are rubbing off on me, what can I say? (btw can you see my lovely little antique foot rest which I've been using as a half bench in the foreground? It makes a great seat for 2 little sets of eh-ems when a gal needs extra seating). Ooh, and there's my high chair. Oooh.
Hope you all had a very blessed and peaceful Thanksgiving! Thank you for the moon, for sweet children, and for happy grandpa hugs. Thank you for old junky furniture and big fat tubs of juicy paint. Miss you, Anne Marie... hugs. :P Cara