For a few years now, since before living in this house, I have wanted some face-forward book storage. At one point I had purchased some gutters to make shelves, but the project never came together and the gutters were left behind in the move. We left a lot of things behind that we now say, "What were we thinking?" Alas.
This year at the county school surplus auction I purchased a few pieces, but was also given permission to return a few days following to pick and choose from whatever had been left behind. After loading two impossibly heavy room dividers, my son and I wandered up and down looking at the remaining items. And at the end of one row, with two shelves on the ground (the auction is held in the yard behind the warehouse with everything on pallets) and another attached crookedly, we spied a magazine rack. After ascertaining that the pieces all fit and were in relatively good repair, we added the thing to our pile.
It's ugly. It's that industrial beige color of so many metal office desks and file cabinets. It has large black legs. The front of each shelf is covered in peeling wood-toned contact paper.
In short: I love it.
When I decide what color to paint it, it will get a fresh coat. But for now I have washed the thing up and assembled it and put it in a corner of our dining area.
And my son asked, "So, now when you cut our hair is it going to be over there?" Yes, dear. And you can pay me twenty bucks for the privilege of looking at magazines that are current. HA!
And that quilt on the wall? It's from a kit. I cut out the pieces, and my talented mother sewed it together and gave it back to me. Love.