Never before have I been able to find not just one, but the TWO main pieces of obscure furniture for a particular room in such a short time. In this case, two pieces that seemed to only vaguely live in my design dreams for the dining room.
…And that they were in my price range….AND it was all within the span of 2 WEEKS that they appeared out of thin air and came to live in our dining room after 2 years of searching.
When it rains, it pours, amiright?
The closest I’ve come to this was when I found my $15 marble coffee table just 3 weeks after I put together the living room’s mood board.
Pictures are worth more than words for what landed in my lap this past month. Hence, behold:
The pictures do not do it justice with showing just how ginormous it is! The top of it comes up well past my waist, and I’m no shorty!
The “acquirement” story of this buffet of my dreams (only it turns out it does exist!) was at a recent local auction. From my 2 years of patrolling Craigslist for this piece, I had seen most go for $300 and up. If they were less than that, it was usually because they weren’t as impressive or would take us a 3 hour round trip to possess it. So when I saw it as a piece at an upcoming local auction, I knew I had to be there. As it so happens, I’d been to another auction of theirs with a similar but smaller piece some weeks before, and that one had gone for $165. I had stopped midway with my bidding on that piece because it wasn’t THE piece, and so I wasn’t willing to pull out all the stops to get it.
At the fateful auction for my buffet, I came prepared. I had brought Karl, I had a truck, and there was no turning back in my mind. I was determined to not leave without it.
It came down to me and one other bidder vying for it, and I pulled out all the stops; I wasn’t backing down this time, ooooh no. I walked away with it (or more like I pushed the stroller away while Karl and my very kind father-in-law trudged along with the heavy buffet) for $185. I would have taken a video of us walking out with it in slow-mo for a dramatic “we scored a deal” scene if I could have, but alas, I was too stoked to think straight and capture such an awesome shot.
As for the 2nd treasure that came into actual existence. Brace yourself. This is an even more awesome story.
…because this piece has a story already.
It begins with Victoria, the former owner of the piece.
Victoria Elizabeth Barnes, to be exact.
To any of you now re-reading that, I applaud you for knowing who my blogging hero is. For those of you still waiting for the punch line, she is the amazing, witty, humorous, genius of a blogger who has scored countless GFTs and leaves us readers laughing and quoting and begging for more inspiration. Go to her blog. You will never regret it.
Over a year ago she found this gorgeous antique tall Victorian empire bookcase via her skills with Craigslist. I was smitten and it became my source of inspiration for (somehow) finding a similar piece for our own dining room. It seemed folly to even think I could find such a gem, but when an idea gets a hold of you, nothing else seems to take its place.
A few weeks back I was perusing Craigslist and saw a familiar bookcase for sale. It looked like this:
I contacted the seller, and we chatted back and forth a bit about price, and then in all kindness she said it was taking up space in her house and that she accepted my offer!
By now I was 99% sure it was actually Victoria that was behind the Craigslist listing. All week I was SO excited to meet Victoria in person. Karl and I planned to go pick up the bookcase that coming Saturday. But…the night before that Saturday, my baby girl was up all night from teething and miserable, and thus I was tired and miserable. Plus baby girl needed her mama that Saturday because she was still miserable.
It’s as if she wanted to test me to see if she still wins even when I get a chance to meet awesome people.
Yeah. She wins. Darn my bleeding mama heart.
Karl went on my behalf, the lovely hubby that he is. Of course I was, according to Victoria, doing her a SOLID by only sending Karl. As she said,”…I am certain that she was just doing me a solid: demonstrating to Paul that ALL HUSBANDS DO CRAIGSLIST WITH GOOD CHEER AND ENTHUSIASM!”
Yes. All the yes.
My favorite line that Karl recounted to me on his return from getting the bookcase was of a moment when Paul was instructing him on all the do’s and don’ts for how to dissemble and reassemble the bookcase (it’s a knockdown piece). Victoria quipped, “He’s not telling you all this because he thinks you’re stupid. He does this to everyone.”
I could just picture this scene and it makes me giggle.
Even though my first time seeing the bookcase was when it was all in pieces, it was hard to contain my excitement.
The keys! (and bolts for the sides of the bookcase)
Isn’t it so neat how they built such huge furniture but made it easy to break down and move (such as up narrow staircases)? Victorian era furniture makers have Ikea designers hanging their heads in shame.
I’m still boggled at the fact that the very bookcase that was my inspiration IS NOW IN MY DINING ROOM. From Victoria herself!
In case y’all are curious, yes…I do find myself standing in the room and staring at it. A LOT.
I love antiques for many reasons, one of them being the stories that come with them. I love the story of this bookcase and will certainly cherish it.
A big THANK YOU to Victoria (and Paul) for her amazingness (edit: and the surprise shoutout! Holy crap!)
Get all the “before” details of our dining room restoration, full of scalloped 60’s wood and pipes through the original wood floors. Then came dining room demo day and removing four layers of wallpaper. Getting the walls glue free made a heck of a difference.
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