Is it even worth mentioning that I spent 6 hours sanding down an antique cabinet to remove what must have been eighteen layers of fire engine red paint? Most people don't care about where you've started or the process you went through to get there, they just want to see the results. But for those of you like me who Love a good flip- Here's a bunch of furniture I have rehabbed so far this year...
I like to see the before picture as much as the after shots. Especially this year. At the end of last year a lot of doors closed on me. So I decided that I need to go through the process of fixing and repairing the direction my life is going- and finding the window that had to have opened. I decided to start with furniture refurbishing.
I got this piece from one of my neighbors. He said it came from his Grandmother's house and his family had just always had it. It was time for him and his wife to downsize so they wanted to get rid of it.
I sanded it for for about three hours one afternoon in my garage. It was a very cold January day so I kept the garage door closed. This was, as you can imagine, a rookie's mistake. Everything in the garage became covered with a layer of red pixie dust, including the car parked inside. Getting most of the paint off, I resolved to get a paint/vanish remover that would finish the job with less of a mess. (Or so I thought.)
The next day I covered the corners and pockets of the cabinet with the paint remover, and parked my car outside. After scrapping and a few more hours of sanding I was able to remove the offending red paint and discovered that the cabinet door had been hiding two different types of wood. This, and a heavy snowfall to clean off my car, made yesterday's strife totally worth it.
I sanded it for for about three hours one afternoon in my garage. It was a very cold January day so I kept the garage door closed. This was, as you can imagine, a rookie's mistake. Everything in the garage became covered with a layer of red pixie dust, including the car parked inside. Getting most of the paint off, I resolved to get a paint/vanish remover that would finish the job with less of a mess. (Or so I thought.)
The next day I covered the corners and pockets of the cabinet with the paint remover, and parked my car outside. After scrapping and a few more hours of sanding I was able to remove the offending red paint and discovered that the cabinet door had been hiding two different types of wood. This, and a heavy snowfall to clean off my car, made yesterday's strife totally worth it.
After adding the stain to this little Frankenstein-cabinet it started to talk me. It liked being red, it liked being different. It begged me to make it even more unique- and so I had to listen.
And so, here she is! I love this transformation so much.
