Wicker Is NOT Whack. Meet My Headboard
I have been loving the real time makeover journey with you guys, I hope you are loving it too! I am so excited to show you the first giant piece to this puzzle of granny awesomeness. The cornerstone if you will.
A few weeks ago I was running blog errands and stopped at the DI (Utah’s Version of Goodwill). While going through my normal rounds my eye was drawn to a pretty awesome/trashed wicker étagère. It was super swirly and I liked it, not enough to invest the $20 in it but still…it started the wheels turning.
If you know anything about me, it should be that I make design decisions very quickly. If I like something, I know right off the bat. And then the dominos are falling faster than I can explain and BAM the room design is done. So. During the 3 minute drive back to my house I came to the conclusion that I needed a swirly wicker headboard for my Master.
A quick google search when I got home confirmed that I did in fact need a swirly wicker headboard
After this post you are going to need one too.
Actually finding one? Complete divine intervention. This is one of those Life of Pi situations where its a crazy story but in the end you believe it, so God must be real.
Ready to be a believer?
Here are the things working against us.
1. My bed is king sized (most beds from that era are NOT).
2. Wicker is super fragile (frageeelay) and finding one intact after 30 years is about as hard as squeezing blood from a turnip.
3. I live in St. George UT, not Pensacola Florida.
4. I have NEVER seen one on Craigslist in all my Craigslist hunting days.
Of course the first place that I look is CL. Nothing. So I widen my search to include Vegas, Salt Lake, and Phoenix. Nothing. Not. One. Thing.
This was going to be harder than I thought.
I called my favorite second hand shop in St. George and put Diane on high alert for one. Then on a whim I called a consignment store that I never go to.
They had 2 twin size swirly wicker headboards. I am pretty sure I yelled in the phone “I WILL BE RIGHT THERE!”
I RAN out my front door (insert 15 minutes of hyperventilating and yelling at every red light) and raced into the store. The lady took one look at my crazed eyes and said “You must be Mandi.”
That’s what I like to call a first impression.
She then said she will be right back, they had them stored in a different place in the store. After about 10 minutes (insert more hyperventilating) she came back empty handed because, SHE COULDNT FIND THEM.
Do. You. Mind?
In my life at that exact moment, is the equivalent to finding El Dorado and forgetting to write down the GPS coordinates. It is just too much.
I feel tears welling up as she goes to check with another employee to see if they had sold. This headboard has dictated the design of the entire bedroom. I HAVE to have one.
Then like manna from heaven she walks out with them.
I KNOW! Do you have goosebumps? I know I did!
Apparently they had been put on the truck to go who knows where (she really didnt know). The truck was literally getting ready to drive away when she went back to ask about them. That is what I call minute to win it, because 2 more minutes and they would have been out of my life forever.
Now they are nestled snug in my garage, waiting for makeover Monday. Can you guess what I am going to do to them?
Pssst! My girl Emily at Jones Design Company is interviewing bloggers and giving away their favorite item! I am up today and IN LOVE with the prize I chose! Go over and check it out! Oh and while you are there check out her fireplace, it is out of this world!