Just know, everyone, that it took all my self-control to not say TOOLphabet in the title. You're welcome. But we'll get to that. Let's start at the beginning.
It all began at a thrift store when I bought this ugly picture frame. Cue blurry phone picture:
I feel nauseous just looking at this picture again. A pair of old men saw it in my cart and raved about what a good find it was...such a beautiful print. But they were wrong, clearly, and a leeetle bit too enthusiastic about it.
I'm a product of my style generation, so I took a can of spray paint to it (glossy, of course), added the most magnificent alphabet print, and....leaned it against the wall on my table because I haven't been able to hang it and properly style it yet.
I may have an abnormal attraction to all things mechanical/industrial, but goodness--I love this print. Sure, it makes the most sense to put it in my boy's room, but what if I want it in the living room? Jenna Robert, you're a talented lady.
Now, A-Greeners, go buy one for yourself here (two sizes!) before I have a chance to sit down with Jenna and give her the YOU'RE NOT CHARGING ENOUGH FOR YOUR ART lecture that I like to give to people who aren't charging enough for their art.
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