Once upon a time, there was a stool that always knew she could be beautiful.
This must be the most frustrating before picture ever. Yes. There she is. The arrow is pointed to her hideous state. This old hag stayed in my garage like this for TWO YEARS. Does that fact make the story more dramatic? I thought so.
I took a light gray paint and dry brushed her on top.
Then I taped off the stripes and dry brushed them on top of the gray.
I finished with a coat of clear and dark wax.
This little thing is now the cutest stool ever. Don't ya think?
Keep up, Honey!