Wednesday, March 20, 2013
Nothing if not a disco pirate, living the arrgh life with power tools
When you look at this living room, you don't assume I live in rural Nebraska, do you? Now that you know that, you assume my neighbors assume the worst. You'd be correct. There's one fucking good thing about Nebraska though, and it's all I can think of: I'm completely free of distractions. 80 hours spent on a coffee table and 80 more spent rhinestoning a vintage Mexican restaurant pirate ship? Good. Gives me something to do.
I'm debating reupholstering that gigantor Chesterfield-esque sectional. What do you think? I think part of it should be a crisp white canvas duck material, and the rest maybe a patch work of different stuff I have... 50s curtain fabric, a gold sequined material, maybe even cut apart some thrift store fur coats and add them in. What do you think? Everyone's telling me to leave it, because reupholstery work like this is so damn daunting, but what the hell. What's life for if not to run into a difficult project a little bit fearlessly, right?