Here is my wee little dark mirror, circa 2009. Waaay back before the new windows and back when two unruly felines had yet to destroy the upholstery on my green chair.
After living with the dark mirror for seven years, I got the itch. It was time to shake things up with my little discount store mirror and the only kind of excitement I could bring to the table was a pale gray paint left over from an old project.
This chip has been there as long as I can recall. It was likely earned during a legendary house party.
Taping mirrors always sucks because
I failed to realize just how sticky-outtie the designs were until I was really trying to get in there with my brush.
I almost left the mirror in this stage of shabby chicness after just two coats of paint before realizing shabby chic has no place in my home. Mostly because the shabby rings just too true.
So I rolled on a third coat and called it good.
Today, the mirror hangs where it always had and I've got to admit - I'm underwhelmed.
Missed a spot or two.
It just disappears.
Be honest, aren't you underwhelmed, too? It's just too light and airy that it fades away. I'm hoping that once I get my act together and paint all that trim white, it will be a little better.
This ye says that between my lame painting and having reflected hundreds of hard-partying accountants and pharmacists: That poor mirror has been through the ringer.
What paint mistakes have you made lately?