Hey y’all! (So sorry for all the times I’ve mispelled y’all, a sweet southern girl set me straight!)
I’m so ashamed of my tardiness. ALMOST as ashamed as I am of the hideous piece of “furniture” I’m about to show you.
This sorry excuse for a bookcase is OLD. I got it from my college roommate, who got it from her parents. When we were moving out of our apartment (to marry BROTHERS, no less), she GAVE this bookcase to me, and I’m just now gettin’ the joke.
A few years ago I painted it white and put it in my oldest daughter’s room for her books (duh!). She’s 14, so it probably hasn’t been dusted in, like, FOUR YEARS.
Here’s a close-up of the bottom shelf.
So why is it in my foyer? WELL…
This short wall in my foyer between the den and the dining room (oh my gosh, you can see the crap on the dining room table!) has always looked like I forgot to dress its bottom.
But hubby insisted that anything I put there not interfere with traffic flow to the kitchen (the hall and stairwell are to the right). When my daughter decided that the bookcase wasn’t cool enough for her anymore ( I do NOT know where that girl gets her decor fickleness…), I thought it would be the perfect size for this space and carried it right down.
AND THERE IT HAS BEEN FOR, LIKE, MONTHS. DIRTY AND WHITE.
Thanks to Melissa, at The Inspired Room, and her Procrastination Party, this poor bookcase is FINALLY gonna be reborn. ‘Cuz now I HAVE to have it done in 2 WEEKS. Stay tuned!