I went shopping today.
At an antique store.
I can hear the husband screaming now, can't you? Fortunately for him, I had Lachlan with me and knew I only had about 15 minutes before he'd be squirming to get down and put his grubby paws on everything. But I only needed about 5 minutes. I was a woman on a mission.
I've been wanting a small antique wood dresser to go by my side of the bed and act as a night table. And because that corner of my bedroom has perfect light all day long for product photography, I've been extra anxious to get one now that I have the new lens for my camera (after my brother gave me a camera tutorial last time I saw him; Thanks, Scott!).
There were lots of lovelies that were too big or too wide or too tall. And then I found this sweet thing, described as a Victorian walnut wash stand. I'm not over the moon about the design on the front of the drawers, but I love the marble top. It will work perfect for my needs right now.
I can use the drawers to help store all of the stuff that is usually piled on the bed every day, and the height and marble top are perfect (I hope) for staging all my photos for the shops.
And as I zoomed up and down the aisles I spotted this sweet little wood tote box out of the corner of my eye, and without even breaking stride I pulled it right off the hanger on the wall as I passed by. I have a thing for old wood boxes, and I think this little guy has just become my new favorite.