Got me a new coffee table! It’s sparkly and glass and gold and looks like my favorite math toy of yore: the spirograph.
Note: I can empathize with the haircuts of all four people in that commercial. Damn I miss the 80s.
Like most good things in life, this new coffee table is inspired by something I saw on a PeeWee’s Playhouse commercial break, and came to reality by way of something really weird I found on Craigslist.
In it’s former life it was glossy wicker with a crazy brig around the middle. Very Golden Girls. And $25. You know I had to hit that. So I drove out to the boonies to get buy it. The former owner told me she bought it at a garage sale and intending to spray paint it, weave it with twinkle lights, then fill the cavity in the center with silk flowers. Not really the look I was going for, but you can tell the gal had swagger!
I’m diggin it. It feels modern and kitchy retro at the same time. It’s big enough that I can sprawl out, but the visible footprint is small, so the room doesn’t feel so cramped. Part of me wishes the base was metal instead of wicker, but for $25 you won’t hear me complaining. It’s here. It’s done. It’s awesome. Welcome home, spirograph coffee table!