No, really. I can’t resist buying up little benches. I just love transforming them and always enjoy picturing them in their new home. Unfortunately, that home always seems to be my home. Let’s look at the evidence, shall we?
I found this one at a church garage sale and bought it with every intention of selling it. It now lives in my daughter’s room.
My vintage Singer sewing benches. Notice I said, “MY.”
I actually bought the bench with the straight legs when I attended Round Top Antique Week last Fall. I was certain I would sell it…until 3 days after I brought it home when an extremely generous neighbor of mine left another vintage sewing bench on my front porch. Here is a quick peek at its transformation:
Now that I had a pair of these little benches, how was I supposed to give them up, or worse, separate them? So, now they live on either side of the media cabinet in my family room.
This vintage bench also tugs at my heart strings.
I really do plan to sell this one. As a matter of fact, I just listed it. But, it sure does look nice in my entry. Hmmm.
See? Bench hoarder. Who knew?