I call our 1977 brick ranch “rustic elegant.” Leading into the front door is a lovely courtyard full of plants and an Italian pottery water fountain that are our home’s defining features. Inside, find painted and unfinished wood furniture, ethnic textiles, one-of-a-kind accessories, local pottery, crusty columns, old doors, and whatever I discover as life goes on. I am excited to show you how you can shop my favorite rustic home decor sources.
This gorgeous old green cabinet gets more comments than anything I ever post on social media. I bought it at a local antique store when my precious Mom was quite sick, and I knew I would need a special place to store some of her treasures. The antique shop owner told me that the cabinet was made in about 1900, and the coin I found in a drawer is Romanian. To me its original Eastern European finish is a perfect example to show how to distress realistically when painting furniture.
My sweet Dad was stationed in the Air Force in Texas during World War 2. Now, he is in heaven playing a round of golf wearing his plaid pants and paisley shirt. For as long as I can remember he had this ammunition box, which hubby Steve says is from the Korean War based on the markings. I have no idea where Dad got it. See the Wikipedia description below.
When we moved from Massachusetts to North Carolina, Dad’s box hung in his little workshop, stuffed with tools and gizmos.
Flash forward to 2021, 30 years after Dad passed away. Purging all kinds of stuff from the attic recently, I uncovered the ammo box. Finding it was like a jolt of sweet goodness for me. I could swear it smelled like Dad’s pipe and aftershave.
A Christmas tree box is all the rage this year, and I was so excited to make one. We have three adorable rescue kitties, and a tree skirt is always doomed under our tree. So, hubby and I made this large box from his contractor wood scraps and my leftover project stencil, paint, and stain. When the holidays are over, it will be repurposed as a planter or even a firewood box in the den.
A couple of Saturdays ago I got up and decided out of the blue to do a tiny powder room update. How tiny is our bathroom? If anyone gains a pound, they’re out of luck. Imagine a laundry room as you come in the back door in our 70s ranch home. Now image a bathroom within it. There you go. I never appreciated this oddity until we had little girls running in and out of the house. And adults on the deck who had been drinking beer while babysitting barbeque.