When I was a child, we had a close family friend build an addition on my parents' house as her summer residence. She had been a New York model in her younger days, and at that time lived in Tampa during the winter, and summered in the mountains of North Carolina. She owned a house in the mountains, but as she got older, she decided it would be better for her to be near my parents.
She was the coolest lady ever and had great style. She decorated this new addition with 1970s oranges, greens and some pretty cool accessories. I remember every single element, but especially the dining table she had built from a door. After painting the door orange, she had two square pedestals built as the base, which were covered in a floral "mod" fabric. Wicker chairs with cushions from the same fabric surrounded the table.
Over the table was a green wicker swag lamp. I thought that was pretty cool also and actually took it to my first college apartment after she has passed away.
After I moved away from home, it was soon relegated to my parents' basement.
I asked my dad for it several months ago and planned to paint it, but could not figure out what color. I thought about stripping the paint and leaving it natural, but decided that would not work with the fabric tying it together, so I chose to go with gold spray paint. After rewiring the electrical, and adding a new chain, I was ready to hang it -- somewhere.
I found the perfect place where it can illuminate a 1960s guitar pick table, a 1940s radio and an early 1900s chaise.
And we all know that's kind of how things roll here -- mix and match centuries. I couldn't love it more. It's perfect at night, and makes this spot so cozy.
I'm sure Laura would love how I've used it, and it reminds me of her.
Home should always be about the story:-)
I'll be joining: