A Softer Shade of Sunny

Living in the northwest, I appreciate a sunny shade of yellow.  My house is, in fact, painted a pale yellow.  In all the right places, yellow makes me smile. . .

But somehow, these dining chairs weren't making me smile.  And really, are they yellow? Are they gold?

I snagged them at the Goodwill.  I actually had to ask a lady sitting on one if she intended to purchase it, because I wanted it.  Turns out she was just waiting for her husband.  And judging by the look on her face, the brightness of these chairs blinded her to their potential.  But not me.

One thing was certain--they needed a little help before they could really shine.

A coat of white paint, antique glaze, and a new outfit went a long way to brightening this pair up. . . or toning them down. . .

Now they are all kinds of lovely.  Their new, but economical, upholstery gives the pair a more casual style than the gold velvet.

Bleached drop cloth never looked so good. . . unless you count the hundred and one other people who are creating great pieces with the aid of inexpensive canvas and a little craft paint.

As usual, now that the transformation is complete I realize how great they look in my house.  Too bad they are not long for this room.

They are headed to the shop, along with the pillow and cute little drop top table. . .

. . . which used to look like this:

Although I originally purchased it for my daughter's room, I think it needs to sit between these chairs and look adorable.  And in case it isn't small enough, the top has a release knob that lets the top drop to the side and store away in small spaces.

Luckily I took lots of pictures to remind myself how cute they all are.

One of these days I will purchase furniture I can actually leave in my house.  You might have noticed this room is lacking a little somthin' somthin'. . . like a sofa, or a chair or two, or tables.  But the rug? That's staying!