Yo Beach Cottage peeps, how you going this fine Monday morning? Wanna come stroke an armoire with me?
Before we start here, these are iPhone photos….
I am kinda done trying to squeeze my old forty-is-the-new-thirty-but-feels-more-like-one-hundred-and-ninety-five body into the corners of rooms and slap bang right up into the walls of this old cottage to get photos for this here blog…
…people we need either for you to send me donations to fund a new lense (so not gonna happen, for cripes sake I can hardly get you girls, and one man in the Netherlands to comment, ain’t gonna happen that you part with your money people) or I continue to fund said lense by feeding my kiddos baked beans on toast every night OR I take these wider shots with my iPhone which means they aren’t quite as hot on the ol’ quality front…
I am thinking iPhone be the way to go?
We don’t want us no mal-nourished kiddos in Beach Cottage Land.
So this is my new to me but not new armoire.
I LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE it, her, him or whatever we might like to call this piece.
I have been spending my time stroking, perusing, eyeing, viewing, stroking, loving on, whooshing, stroking, lusting, foofing and stroking…
One may find it safe to say that one is, like in Elf, very much in love…
‘I’m in love, I’m in love and I don’t care who knows it…’
I have been looking for one of these for ages, she’s a big one though! (I put the chair there beside her to show you in comparison)
…to be honest this is a tad not quite fitting the bill that I had, that said bill included mirrors and a bit more oldie Frenchie scrolling and vintage-y-ness…and indeed if I had wanted to drop $5000 in a local Frenchie boutique here on the beaches I could very easily have walked right out with all of those things…but…but….one cannot, I don’t think, be too fussy when one is playing with one hundred and fifty dollars…especially when one is playing in a field that is as small as the beaches of Sydney…people we do not have the vintage spoils of Europe, France, the U S of A, Hungary, Italy or any other place that may well be full of vintage wares at our disposal here Down Under…it be a long way from any of
And so, to find this little vintage treasure, well it was a treat…a beeeeyoutiful piece for sure…she seems to be oozing things this one…I can almost feel those hands that made her over the oceans back here in the tattiest old, so-far-from-perfect-coastal-cottage on the beaches of Sydney…the timber she is made of is just…well just…you know…
and yes we now have three rather large items in this old cottage that need love
and yes I owe waaaaay too many favours to certain persons
and yes she will be white
and yes it will be a challenge to keep things tidy behind the glass
and yes there were eyebrows
and yes I have been doing jigs…
and yes I have already had a Beach Cottage White paint shade mixed
and yes I think you might like her too?
Bye for now lovelies, I am off to make some coffee and get my painting clothes on…follow along on Instagram if you like
p.s. sweet Barley blogging from my bedroom here
oh and in Beach Cottage Places, there’s a lovely seaside scene from the beach yesterday morning if you are needing to see the sea!