Show Me How You Bungalow

Now that we have been somewhat settled into our New (to us)---Old (creaky floored 90 year old goodness) house for two months, and the chaos of closing date delays and ordering blinds for the windows so we aren't living in a fishbowl anymore, has simmered down, it's finally time for my most beloved part in this whole equation: Decorating and DIY. 

Of course, every good blogger knows that's really code for Pinterest Boards and Chalk Paint. 

Both in copious amounts. 

Both equally headache inducing. 

So, as I show you this newly minted dresser-sideboard thing in our hallway that's lookin' all antique and sassy like...

realize this... 

A). It took me a trip to Lowe's, the Bean's afternoon nap, 637 goldfish crackers to keep him occupied once he woke up, and a bottle of hard cider to get through. 

B). DIY Chalk Paint= Paint+Plaster of Paris. Take that Annie Sloan. 

C). It's smelly and I lost some brain cells. (Before Paint: Won 6 games in a row of "You Don't Know Jack." trivia vs. Daniel, and After Paint: Lost 3 games in a row and gave up)

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Anyone else out there revamping, revising, or rearranging? 

xoxo

{Bon Bon}