Sunday, July 27, 2014

Love At First Sight ...

I rummage through a lot of antique stores. Well, no, "rummage" is not the right word. I wander through a lot of antique stores and I scan. My eyes rarely fall on anything I wish to investigate further. There is a lot of junk in the world. And a lot of that junk doesn't qualify as "antique." So, really, I wander through a lot of junk stores.

But I have a few sources that are legit: beautifully styled and stocked with wonderful finds (from estate sales, perhaps?) and I was in one of those stores yesterday and oh, oh the awesomeness. My mom and I both stared at it. (I get much of my taste from her.)

It is very clearly an antique yet entirely modern, too, a daybed with trundle that would make a very awesome couch.

We left the store. We had walked there. It's not like we were going to tote it home. Well, guess we could have rolled it down the street. But we didn't.

But when I got home and sat where I am sitting now, on a piece I bought when I moved into my first apartment – 20 years ago – which is still in surprisingly good shape but which I really, really, really want to replace, I started thinking about how amazing the daybed would be in this spot. And then I started thinking about its depth – which isn't very deep – and that it would require a custom cushion (on the order of a mattress, really). And then I started thinking that that cushion-mattress would be awesome in worn leather.

And then I started wishing that I had unlimited amounts of money to spend on The Daybed Project and everything else I'd like to do in this house.

Alas, I do not have unlimited amounts of money. But I may have to buy the daybed anyway. Before someone else does. For someday. Because it's too fantastic. It could live in my basement for a while. We shall see.

In any event, it's nice to dream.



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