I have had my eye on a really cute ottoman at our neighborhood Salvation Army for two weeks. Ok, so it’s not so cute in its current state. It’s pretty hideous. But I could see great potential. Especially those turned legs. I am truly a Leg Girl. I will look at legs first, every time. Most of the time ottomans do not have legs. They have feet. Bun feet, cute but not very exciting. The ottoman also had a rather interesting frame with kind of a scallop or curve. I could just picture this in Chalk Paint and some distressing on those legs. The original dark finish should show through really well.
Why two weeks? The price. When I first spotted it the price was $30. $30?? What were the thinking?? Apparently I was not the only one who was asking that question because when I walked in there Saturday morning it was still sitting there . . . And it was marked down to $10! Like a lunatic, I carried it around the store while I shopped, afraid some other lunatic would grab it. At this point in ANY of my stories, Big Daddy gives me his patented, ‘You Had No Worries’ look.
I have the coolest fabric store right by my neighborhood. Coolest, amazing selection but not the cheapest. I go in there frequently for inspiration when I am working on a project. I zeroed in on this fabric like a Stealth bomber.
Then I saw the price. $22 per yard. As is also my habit, I am stewing on it . . . And combing the internet for a better price. So far, no dice.
I have already gone past the, ‘I wish I had never seen it” phase but I still can’t get it out of my brain. This ottoman would be a Keeper for me, not to go in any Junkchick Sale pile. So I don’t mind paying more for the fabric. What I do mind is redoing it because I found a fabric I liked better a month or so later. So for now, I am Bonding with it before I go buy it. This works for me . . . Most of the time!
More to come on this one,