I liked the farmhouse table when I bought it. I needed a table, it was the right price, and I lived in a farmhouse. It seemed to fit pretty well, and has served its purpose. But it's not working for me here at 43. The look is all wrong, the chairs seem huge and after 10 years, I'm just tired of it. Here it is, staged for sale at the farmhouse.
I've spent all this time searching for a pedestal table and chairs. Something that suggests French or English country. Retail stores all have beautiful things, but pieces now are scaled for larger modern homes, and I am living in my little person's 30's home. I would like to at least maintain the illusion of spaciousness, and so I've been frustrated in my search. Additionally, I wanted something round (plus 5 difficulty) and something that looked antique, but not overtly so--you know, faux-distressed tops and all that.
I also couldn't bring myself to plop down the 3 grand this whole thing was likely to run. Granted, I'd have it for life, but I want to travel and go out to eat and do other things with my money instead of walking around it on my way to the kitchen to get the rice and beans I'd be eating for a while.
So this week, the sun came out, the skies opened and in one of my favorite haunts, I found this:
I spent the week searching for fabric for the seats because the slubby, gold threaded whatever nightmare the last owner had on there was not going to work. I thought I would see what the original seat covers were as inspiration. The answer: one of FOUR fabrics.

So there were many choices for me (not really, there's only two places here that carry fabric any more) and there's so much pattern and texture already going on in that room and the adjacent living room. Some of the finalists:


In the end, I went with the red ticking. It's simple and colorful without competing with those krazy kurtains.
So after an afternoon of nail pulling, stapling and blistering, I present the finished product.