Decorating , queenly and otherwise

I rarely post pictures of my house.

I love to decorate but

my photography skills fall short.

Even when Sweet Becky was here
(and she is good...
she sells photos)

she said it was hard to get a decent shot.

The lighting is poor.

With a side porch and a front porch

and no canned lighting

it's difficult to get good pictures.

Everyone who visits

says it looks so much better in person.

I guess that is better than vice versa.

The truth is I like it dim.

I like living in a cataract world.

I think canned lighting is beautiful

but I couldn't live with it.

I am not a fan of overhead lighting.

I prefer lamps.

Lamplight is softer and kinder.

It hides wrinkles and chin hair 

makes everyone more comely.

I'll save you the google...

come·ly/ˈkəmlē/

Adjective:

(typically of a woman) Pleasant to look at; attractive. Agreeable; suitable.

Fun fact: every time my sister-in-laws comes over,

she switches on the ceiling light.

every. single. time.

She has canned lighting.
She is a lamp hater.

After all that I am finally getting to the point
of this wordy post.

I am making my friend Carolyn's wish come true.

She visited last week

and insisted/ demanded

I post a picture of one of my displays 

on Pinterest or my blog.

 Ugh.

 I said I'd try.

Since I am already knee deep

into a post about decor
 and you are already bored,

I will share a recent project I finished.

I have no befores because 

I had no intention of ever doing a blog about it.

I had 2 end tables that had really ugly finishes.

Both were wooden.

One was oak and one was a horrible mystery.
Both needed saving from themselves.

I didn't want to strip them.

It just isn't my look.
I am a junker/antiquer
with a love of old Grandma.
It works well for an old grandma.
If you are what you eat
then maybe you are what you decorate like.?

 I knew I wanted to paint them.

I thought about silver

which Annie had used on a dresser...

and I had dubbed the "Tin Man collection." 

But silver wouldn't work with my chairs very well.

I pondered the color for some time.
We lived with the ugly 
and I threw colors around in my head.

The walls are red raspberry. 
Finally, I decided to go with metallic gold.
Liberace gold.

I called them my

"Shah of Iran" collection initially

but changed it to the "Queen of Sheba" collection

in honor of my sister Linda.

When I was a kid, she was a teen.

Mom would always say to her

" Who do you think you are...

the Queen of Sheba?"
However my mom
pronounced it with a soft e,
like Debbie.
The Queen of Shebba
was not quite as effective as a put-down
when you are snickering over Mom's version.
However, she also said "den o zowers"
for dinosaurs.
And "flammie( like Sammy) goes"
for flamingos.
Eventually though you become your mother.
Life has a way of biting you on the arse.


Exhibit 1,2 and 3

 Homely or comely?
I can't care what anyone thinks.

I may not be Jeff Lewis

(who I desperately love)

 but I adore these tables.

When I sit my cup of coffee on them

and I turn on the lamps, 
I feel all

queenly and comely.

My  advice folks is

turn off those ceiling lights,

get some metallic paint

and join the comely revolution.

 God save the Queen of "Shebba".