I trekked out into a very scary neighborhood to get this desk. Shhh don't tell my hubby. I am usually overly cautious when heading out on my craigslist adventures. The owner was a super nice lady that I talked to on the phone for quite a few days before we made arrangements for me to come by. I was low on good furniture and really wanted this desk and a vintage dresser she had listed. Who cares that it was over an hour away.
Obviously not me.
Oh my.
They were in the process of moving because the house next door was a meth house.
Oh my.
She didn't want her kids around that 'stuff'. At least she is being a good mom? Her pregnant daughters boyfriend helped us load it up. What a big and strong 15 year old.
Oh my.
I am sure they were doing their best to get by. Doing their best to better their situation. I am glad I decided to buy both of the pieces because I can tell they really needed the money.
Plus I was kinda' scared to say I didn't want it.
Okay, not really.
Meth house or no meth house I needed furniture!
My vintage desk makeover
early 1930's....at least that is what she told me.
Before
Pretty Rough
Paris Grey, Dark Walnut
I decided to keep the handles just how they were, in all their old and rusty perfection.
Lightly distressed
This piece is really in amazing condition considering how old it is. I loved the old rustiness of the handles so decided to just leave them as is. I imagine it in a study with hardwood floors and lots and lots of old books. These pictures really don't do it justice, I need to take some better ones with my brand new camera!!
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