Earrings On A Pig

It's that special time of the week again!
Saturday Night Special over at Funky Junk Interiors


Check out all the furniture ideas and make overs at
Furniture Feature Friday
on Mustard Seed Creations


I'm joining Marty this week over at A Stroll Through Life
for another edition of Tabletop Tuesday.


Be sure to stop over at Reinvented for
Trash to Treasures Tuesday!


I'm also joining all the Metamorphosis Monday participants over at

Between Naps On The Porch for another fun filled project show and tell.

Come on over and see all the new DIY's this week!

I'm really bad about remembering to take BEFORE pictures.

My project involves a vintage piano bench and an old rustic garden table for

Phase 1.  A set of dining room chairs and table are on the TO DO

list for Phase 2 sometime soon.

This garden table was originally painted off white and turquoise and lived

in my sunroom at the old house.  At some point I painted it an antiqued greeny-gold.

It was never a "good" piece of furniture, made in the Far East of mahogany and

meant to be used in a garden or patio setting.  Weather resistant and a bit rustic, it

always made me smile because of its faux high style and painted finish.

When we built this house three years ago, there really was no place for it and after

trying it in a few places that didn't work for me on the patio, it was relegated to

living in the side yard exposed to the elements.  I walked by it a few weeks ago and

felt very sorry for it, with its now chipping paint and utter look of despair.

A friend in Chicago years ago had a favorite expression about gentrifying
a piece like this, " It's like putting earrings on a pig."
Well I'm actually quite pleased with this little piggy and may yet
find a place for it on one of the patios when I finish Phase 2 of the project.
For now it's living inside and enjoying it's new found "earrings."


Sand paper, clamps, some glue, paint and glaze.

You can see some of the remnants of the old coats of paint here and there.

Painted with several colors of gray paint, the first coat of glaze

is on and ready to be wiped off.

This was the piano bench in its old home, with some friends
decorating it.  Sadly all but my white cat Homer are no longer with us.

And here is the piano bench recovered and painted with
the same gray paint and glaze as the table.


The fabric is my favorite toile.  I have close to a hundred yards of this
fabric from the drapes at the old house.  I've made tablecloths, pillows, now 
the bench and probably could line all the walls in the bedroom with this
same fabric ....... no, I don't think that's going to happen!

And here are the results.

It doesn't take much to amuse me and I smile everytime I walk by my "new" table.
Oink! Oink!