I struggled with a title for this post. I toyed with:
THE BEST SEWING SPACE EVER--Nah, too boastful. Besides that, there are a lot of amazing studios out there.
I LOVE THIS SPACE SO MUCH I COULD DIE -- Too dramatic. What would the point be of having a space like this if it killed me?
MR. HANDSOME I OWE YOU FOREVER BECAUSE I KNOW THIS IS NOT HOW YOU WOULD CHOOSE TO USE THIS SPACE. True, but too long.
In the end, I settled for a simple title: SEWING STUDIO. Here's a peek. I'm the worst at remembering to take the "before" picture. Just know that the walls in this room used to be Hydrangea, a lovely (oozing sarcasm here) shade of tan with a lot of pinky-purple undertones. The little pop-out around the window was a deep plum. There was a plum colored chaise lounge, the computer cabinet, and a piano in here, too. Not any more. Take a look.
As you can see, the shelves of love made it up from the basement. As did my chair with the new duds. I did take the arms off the chair. I like it better that way. Also up from the basement is my redone supply center.
My sewing machine is living in the old computer cabinet. I stripped off some of the pieces like the printer shelf, the keyboard pullout, and the fold-down table. You can't really tell in the picture but this cabinet has seen better days. It's going on twelve years old now. It's lived through a move and lots of use by the girls. Someday I'm going to rock this cabinet with a redo. But for now, I like how it's working. I did install some lighting inside. My dad will be so proud of me when he sees it. He was always showing my sisters and me how to do home-improvement projects when we teenagers.
The skirt from my old table fits perfectly on my new craft table. Yes. I said new. I'm absolutely wild about this table. My old table was a dining room table that Mr. Handsome and I purchased shortly after we were married
twent--cough, cough,--y-some a long time ago. One of the legs was about ready to collapse because the fiberboard it was screwed into had separated and crumbled. The table was also too big for this room. Mr. Handsome is not a Handy Dandy Hal so he couldn't make me a fabulous table like Randi's. He did spring for this beauty, though.
This table is counter height so I don't have to prop it up on over-turned flower pots. It has storage at both ends. Wanna see? It's a thing of beauty and a joy forever.
I think that about ends the tour. I am a lucky, lucky girl. I am thrilled to not only have a space, but to have a space that is so convenient to pop into. The only down side is that my new space is right inside our front door. I have to be extra neat and tidy so that our visitors are not assaulted by a minefield of fabric piles and floor debris. Mr. Handsome is not sure I have tidy in me. So far, so good, though. I'm really not as big a pig as he thinks I am. Time will tell. I am determined to do him proud. LOL!
Now that this space is largely completed, I'm moving down to Paige's room. It used to be my sewing studio. All the main pieces for her bedroom are in place, but it needs some style. I love this part. I'm sure I'll be sharing a bit of that space soon.