18 October 2014

About a dresser


I would like you to all formally meet my dresser. 

Dresser, lovely people of the universe; lovely people of the universe, dresser. 

While this is not my first dresser, it sure feels like it. I didn't have a dresser in high school or college (I know! How?!) and while I've had one since living in Denver, it's fairly small, and not really my taste. 

So, I was thrilled, ecstatic, over the moon to find this French Provincial one for a bargain! Honestly, after we lugged it upstairs, pieced it back together, I proceeded to lay prostrate in bed just staring at it. It was like Christmas. 

And I still find myself pacing around it, rearranging knickknacks, playing with the drawers, lighting candles atop it -- it's a huge mood-booster to have this small, dedicated space that feels all my own. I have a strong predilection toward the feminine, and I love collecting antique trinkets -- so it's finally have a space where I can invite these objects to interact with my rituals, to be used. 

(Philosophical tangent: a wonderful quote about happiness from Paul Dolan -- " happiness is experiences of pleasure and purpose over time." Three things there: pleasure, purpose, over time. I like to think this principle transcends to our surroundings -- that we feel more in tune with and gracious toward our spaces when we build them around pleasurability, usefulness, and longevity. I already feel lighter somehow, now that I'm not prancing longways across my apartment to fetch one thing, then back for another -- and also I appreciate my trinkets more, now that they're actively involved in my getting-ready rituals.) 







Also, there's nothing like piling all your clothes into a dresser to make you realize that alllllllll of them are some variation of white, beige, or gray, or otherwise floral. All of them. (Kidding, there's one plaid shirt in there.)

Currently, she and I are having a heart-to-heart. Sorting out what exactly I'll do with her. 

Wood purists everywhere are gritting their teeth when I say she might get painted. But: I've always wanted a cream or dove gray dresser this style...and the wood is scratched up anyway.

Or...we could leave her be for now, move her to the white wall? The problem is...it's just the one white, half-wall -- a most coveted corner. It's where ALL of our furniture looks best. As much as I love the brick, I sometimes wish we had a mostly white apartment with one awesome exposed brick wall to juxtapose...rather than the other way around. We love the brick, we do! I swear! It's just an ongoing struggle to make things look light and airy, which is our natural leaning. 

Either way, I'm positively smitten! 

16 comments:

  1. This is a beautiful piece (I say, if you've always wanted cream, paint it ;) You can tell I'm not a wood purist!) I can't wait for the day when we can own a large dresser and not stack pants high on the shelf in the closet until they fall over into the undergarment basket that should be a drawer...sigh. I'm starting to covet as I write this.

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    1. : ) To be honest, while I've always loved the look of dressers...owning one was never a huge priority for me, because I mostly wear dresses, which I hang in the closet.

      So I never realized that owning even just a few pairs of pants -- in addition to tops, workout gear, pajamas -- can quickly become a source of unwanted, space-consuming colonialism in your apartment -- if not properly reigned in. Haha!

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  2. leave her be Bridget! she's beautiful and you will never get her back to that beautiful and simple wood again. she's a classic, a beauty! leave her be is my vote! :)

    How did you take it apart to fit in your apartment? We might move in the future and I have a huge wooden armoire...not sure how he'd make it out the door!

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    1. Haha! I can see both sides of the argument for sure. We'll see!

      It's actually quite slim, which is how we were able to fit it in -- especially through our very skinny hallway. Our apartment is pretty long, but extremely narrow (so all the furniture has to kind of be pushed against the walls -- much to our chagrin -- otherwise you could never walk through!). So I can totally relate to that issue, haha!

      I wish you luck with your armoire! Hopefully it can make it everywhere you go! ; )

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    2. Well, if you really must paint it (sigh) maybe a pretty pastel blue!
      Thank you, I hope that armoire makes it too!
      And that rhymed. :)

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  3. So gorgeous! It's amazing how something so seemingly usual (a dresser) can hold such a special place in our hearts with the right aesthetic! Beautiful post!

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  4. Once I will live by myself, I'll buy a dresser like yours! You inspire me so much haha!:) Beautiful♥

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  5. That is a seriously gorgeous piece...! I love it.. but please tell me it's not always that neat and organized? xD Because I will seriously be holding my head in my hands to keep it from exploding. Jk, jk. But I would have to say, I am totally getting the white, airy vibe you speak of, and I would say paint that baby if she were mine. I think the style would look pretty fabulous in white.
    Your blog is beauteous, by the way.

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  6. I think wood furniture is beautiful, but I feel like that dresser would look FANTASTIC in dove gray as well.

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  7. What a beautiful dresser - there is nothing like have a pretty space to call your own when getting ready.

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  8. I'm normally a wood purist but I think with the busyness of the wood and the brick, a painted dresser would look lovely!

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    1. Exactly. I do love the wood, too! But I think the amount of brick necessitates some white around here. I'll give her a chance by the white wall, but I'm thinking she's getting painted. ; )

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  9. I am so, so happy for you! What a beautiful dresser:)

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