Farmhouse Style

Experimenting with Style

 I recently participated in an antique, vintage and salvage market as a vendor.  As I was preparing for the market, I decided to take a chance and conduct a style experiment.  My experiment consisted of choosing one of two styles that I seem to swing between or mix together. The first is the Farmhouse style. My…

Grudge Match: My Project Reveal

In order to finally, finally finish my farmhouse table project, Mr. Old House Chic and I had to slog through the snow to haul my solid wood table from my shop back inside my heated house to thaw out. I had to give it at least 24 hours for the wood to warm up before…

Finishing the Farmhouse Table

I felt like before I could do the big reveal on my DIY project, I really needed to write a post about finishing my farmhouse table. When I mentioned “finishing,” I mean the final look that I wanted to achieve. I knew I wanted an aged wood look.  Imagine the look of wood salvaged from an ancient barn…

Grudge Match Final Round: Me versus My Project

I got up early again on Sunday, Day Two and Round 67 by this time, and with my coffee in hand, I stared bleary eyed at my two sets of table legs and table top.  I took a big swig from my coffee cup and looked at my sets of table legs.  One cross piece…

Grudge Match Round Two: Me versus My Project

 I drove home from Home Depot, the proud parent of an SUV filled with lumber.  I pulled into my driveway and hopped out with excitement and absolute conviction that I was going to finish my farmhouse table by the end of that day, or at the very least, by the end of the next day. …

Grudge Match: Me versus My Project

Ever had one of those projects that seemed so, so, SO simple starting out and it just spiraled into something resembling a grudge match?  You, on one side of the ring (having completely lost your mind) and your project in the other corner (knowing you have completely lost your mind.) You are staring it down with total determination…

Back from the Big Adventure

I came home from the Galapagos Islands (more on that later, I promise) in the evening, late last week.  Mr. Old House Chic picked me up, gave me a big I-Missed-You-So-Much hug then announced that he needed to tell me something about the house.  Yeah, I said a not out loud uh oh, as well… Here’s…