diy fail.

I had nothing but good intentions when I stumbled across this amazing chair at one of my local antique shops.  The bones were good-nice and sturdy-and the finish on it made my heart skip a beat!  It looks like it was painted at some point and someone along the way stripped the paint creating this gorgeous white wash affect.  I have recovered a chair similar to this before with my aunt, so I felt confident I could do it again.

Well, months and months have gone by and it still looks like this...

Scary, right?  Yeah.  The more and more I look at it, the more intimidated I am of it.  I'm sure if I really focused on it, I could eventually get it done, but it's more of a job than I have time for right now.  I still can't decide if I am ready to part with it yet.  I didn't technically fail if I never tried though, right?  Hmm...I might pay to have it recovered, or just sell it at a consigment shop. 

It really does have amazing features, and I will probably never come across another piece like it at the price I paid for this one.

While I decide it's fate, here is how it sits in my office so that no one loses a limb from those wicked coils. 

 (sorry for the crappy photos)

Yeah, scary.