Really, that red dresser was número uno on the list. After seeing this painted dresser in that room, I knew I needed an unexpected dose of color on a piece of furniture.
A few weeks passed and all we'd done was fill the room with furniture I expected to use and install the closet system (the same system from my dressing room two houses ago). It was a sign to get busy when my mom and I found a crib at a neighbor's garage sale in the color I wanted for just $60. Mom made the purchase and a short while later, Justin was pushing the fully assembled crib down the street to our house.
I hung a few Martha Stewart at Home Depot paint chips on the wall, wanting to go greig-y (you know... beige and grey, though this pic is not greigy at all). I made sure to view the chips in all the different light from the south facing window, because I tend to pick colors that lean yellowish and didn't want that for this room. I finally made a selection and off to Lowe's we went.
At Lowe's, I lost my mind and instead of color matching the chip I'd chosen, I started looking at other colors. I started thinking true grey would be the way to go. Make it more modern and trendy, because grey is everywhere right now. The sweet older woman employee that decided to help me couldn't hide her dislike for the color I chose. She wanted to push me towards pastels... I could feel it.
This same week, I went to Michael's to buy supplies for the closet dividers I would make (tutorial coming soon!) and found a paper stack named appropriately "All About Boys" (the baseball paper used above wasn't part of that stack). It had all the colors I wanted, but included more shades of blue than I planned to use, but I loved the patterns! I knew it would be perfect for all the paper projects I had planned. And since it was on sale, I knew it was meant to be.
We had to completely dismantle the crib to get it in the room (god love my hubs), I painted the following weekend, and made the bunting that you see in the photo above and hung it probably before the paint was even dry (or the touch-up painting was done- but whatever). My brown/red/cream room was suddenly grey/red/blue/white, but I liked it. J was under instructions to find a 6 drawer dresser, preferably a tall one with legs so it would feel less heavy and be the perfect height to double as a changing table. He was very excited when he found something at an auction-owning friends house...
A computer armoire. A particle board computer armoire (that was not red when he brought it home). I was not happy. How was this supposed to work? It had one shelf and would never work with a changing pad... But I told him to paint it anyway (I believe this was in the 'OMG baby could come any day' stage that hit 6-8 weeks before arrival). What happened was a travesty... There were rollers and quarts of paint when it should've been sprayed. And after the $20 armoire (gasp) had over $30 in paint on it, I knew I had to use it somehow, someway.
The very next weekend, at the same auction-owning friend's house, J bought a 6 drawer dresser that fit all the requirements, except it was quite petite (not tall enough) and not leggy. But it was only $15 and solid wood. THIS time the hubs avoided a master brain fart and sprayed the piece after sanding it and removing the laminate top.
I decided I could use both pieces, the dresser for his clothes (no the closet isn't enough) and the armoire for bath stuff/diapers/wipes/etc (no room in the closet for this stuff either). We brought everything in and it started out opposite what it is today with the dresser on the now crib wall and both the crib and armoire on the other wall. My thinking was that I wanted the focus on the pretties: my red dresser and planned gallery wall. Until I realized you couldn't walk in the room with the crib as close to the door as it had to be. So we switched it, and I unhappily had to settle for both red pieces living on one wall.
Oooh... next is the really fun stuff. Making all the things I'd been
Have you ever changed paint colors at the last second? Has your significant other ever taken liberties with something and driven you crazy but it turned out okay in the end?