ugh

i feel so stupid when i call a client and am subjected to 5 minutes of tejano music before finally being able to leave a message. it's embarrassing, even.

i wish that everything was gold, i wish you were here to hold

the fruits of my labor

after 14 hours of sanding 3 layers of gooey paint and a couple of blisters, i finally refinished the dresser that has been the bane of my existence for 2 weeks:



and of course, less than 10 minutes after moving it into my new apartment, ira decided to make himself comfortable up there even though i told him he'd better not even think about it. i really like the contrast of his fur with the pink and the woodgrain walls.

all things french provincial

god i love this look. pastel blues and creamy whites. if only i still had my furniture from childhood. it was all pretty much like this! damnit, we don't appreciate things until it's too late.