There’s something deeply satisfying about breathing life back into a piece that others might overlook. When I first laid eyes on this dresser, it was cloaked in a dreary, peeling gray paint—filthy, chipped, and barely holding together. But beneath the grime and wear, I saw potential (along with some amazing scrollwork on the drawer fronts). Not just for restoration, but for transformation. 🛠️ The Process I started with a full overhaul: cleaning every inch, sanding down the r

This Victrola and cabinet have been part of my life for longer than most of the furniture I’ve restored. My dad brought them back to life...

Every now and then, a piece of furniture stumbles into my world looking more “end-of-the-road” than “center of the home.” This hutch was...

When this beast of a hutch first landed in my space, it was dull, scratched, broken—and let’s be honest, straight-up forgotten . But I...