white wednesday...

I still remember that fall day.

I stood outside, paint gun in hand,

I closed my eyes, took a deep breath and

I pulled the trigger.

It was done, there was no going back.

I was painting my fireplace mantle,

my first *antique* that I was going to paint.

It was hard to do but I am soo glad I did.

We found the mantle years ago when we were building a *new* victorian.
It was pre-gas log days so they were inexpensive

(as compared to today's prices if you can even find one)

I was buying it just for the ambience.

Of course, when we sold that house,

the mantle came with me,

along with a few other things

(doors, lights... but that's another post).

We found a perfect place for it in this house in my parlor.

By now, some cool inventor had developed the gas log.

Perfect!

The mantle was light oak, not really my favorite,

(I prefer dark oak if I have woodtones)

but this *shabby* bug had bitten
and I really wanted it white.

So what the heck...

I can always refinish it later to dark oak, right?

Right.

We love our fireplace and the warmth it brings.

I love all of the details.

And I love it white!

gorgeous carving

These are some of the current pretties on the mantle.

Notice those baby shoes...they keep showing up.

That's because they're just so darn cute

and

they work in every arrangement I do!

Thanks so much to Kathleen at Faded Charm

for hosting this fun event.

Hop on over to see more delightful whites.
See ya next week,
Rene'