Years ago I painted furniture out of necessity. I was a broke college student, then a broke nurse trying to pay off student loans, and and then, finally, I painted just for the pure enjoyment of it. I generally won't paint anything from before the early 1900s and most things have to be in poor shape before I start painting; otherwise I leave it be with scratches and all.
After doing a whole house remodel in 2012 I hung up my paint brush for almost three years, until I came across this cute little vintage dresser in a thrift store.
It was the typical, beat up/banged up brown dresser that was in need of some love. I loved it on sight. And it was cheap. So how could I have passed it up? This is the only before picture I have since it was before I started blogging. I snapped it and posted it on FB and soon everyone was falling in love with gal. I lightly sanded all of it, with just a tad bit heavier sanding on the top. As I was sanding the top, I started liking the rustic look and so I decided to leave it as it was.
This was my first foray into homemade chalk paint and I've learned a lot since then--the good, the bad, and the ugly. I mixed up aqua latex paint and Plaster of Paris -- which I no longer use. It has some carcinogenic properties in case you didn't know. Anyway, I did a very light coat of aqua on the drawers and the body of the dresser which gave it a time worn look...which I thought went along nicely with the rustic top.
The grooves were done in black paint to show off all of those pretty details. And I did just a touch of light sanding here and there so that it would look like the paint had naturally worn off in those areas. It's such a girly piece. Don't ya just love it?
I did several coats of wax and put on some new crystal knobs.
My husband then helped me move this baby all over our house. Upstairs. Downstairs. In every room and against every wall imaginable but she simply wouldn't fit the space or the color scheme anywhere. I ended up selling her to a lady who loved her just as much as I did...but I still wished I could have kept her.