I'm not even sure how this all started myself. I started looking on Ebay and Craig's List for beautiful vintage pieces when I spotted what looked could be a fabulous couch if I had it redone. The sofa was 40-50 years old and had been sitting in this man's garage. It was virtually unusable - all the springs shot, dusty as heck, and it had the ugliest shade of green ever. Even the wood frame looked extremely shabby and extremely old-fashioned. I spent some time picking out the fabric and had the wood frame finished in ebony. I have something for tufted furniture. Definitely an understatement. Now this sofa is the star of my living room and I'm extremely proud of my first sofa that led me down the road of doom. Voila! My fab sofa in lilac and ebony finish. The problem was that I just couldn't stop. I continued to scour for more vintage pieces and re-did more of them. It is an addiction to say the least. The problem with pieces of furniture is that eventually, there isn't enough room to fit it all. Which eventually led to my conclusion that I really should pursue my dream of having a design store. Some day...

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