"I thought you didn't believe in dressers," a friend teased at the end of the coffee. See, that's the trouble with meeting people who read your blog. All your lofty aspirations may not match real life. Or, as my brother warned beforehand, "What will you do when they see the parts you cropped out?"
After my cheeks stopped burning, I admitted we had just bought the dresser at an estate sale down the street. My husband really wanted one. I couldn't argue with this Henredon version, which cost less than a cheapie closet organizer and came with a gorgeous double mirror and bedside table. Perhaps one day I'll paint the set white for Elise's room. For now, I'm toying with glazes to take away that greenish tone. If you're good at painting, 50's and 60's French Provincial furniture can one of the best buys on the secondhand market.