This desk was found in Connecticut but if I tried to find another one like it I'd search through Mexican/ Southwestern style furniture. It was sweet without paint, but it was going to live with a 6 year old so it needed more sweetness. My friend picked the paint and she picked one of my faves from a sea of greens, blues and in- betweens. A bit of plaster, distressing, and dark wax later, it was looking ready for a new home.
The desk chair was my favorite part, solid oak and worn in all the right places as if an English professor sat there for 50 years of office hours and novel writing in between. It didn't need paint, but to match the desk it was painted the same turqoise and then whitewashed, distressed and waxed.
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