Here's another look at the monstrous little thrift store find:
There's a keyboard slide-out above when some child has marked in orange sharpie. Except it's missing a lip.
Here you can see where K replaced it (after I'd given the rest its first coat):
That was before I dropped the paint.
Here's a look at the accent color around the panel of one of the drawer fronts:
It didn't work. I originally had it around the trim of the desk, too. Yuck.
Now, here's the fun part. I bought this placemat at BB & B for $1.99:
And because I stink at measuring, I made a template out of wax paper for the center of the door front:
Stuck the placemat on the center panel and added new knobs (from Target):
And here's my new desk:
I'm not sure why, but I'm noticing a pattern. I seem to have found a way to sneak a tropical print into three different rooms. As much as I'd like to, I cannot stick to the Craftsman thing. My inner colonialist, Empire-building Queen Victoria gets to me every time.
It's not that I love the tropics. I don't, particularly. I'm just drawn to the colonial thing.
Or maybe I just like leaves? I really do like leaves.