Keep bleeding … Keep keep bleeding stain

This desk had been the victim of stain abuse at some point in its sad little life.  When Christy came upon it for $15 at a yardsale, she had her doubts if it could be saved.  Every time she touched it, the old stain rubbed off on her hands, turning them red.  (I don’t even understand how this is possible!  Who could be so inept at staining? The instructions are right there on the can!)

But the wrongs our little desk had suffered were about to be avenged, thanks to the miraculous coverage of chalk paint. (And several layers of primer too). Christy stuck with it until it was no longer bleeding stain, and added a cute grain sack strip for funzies and sent it to live in her teenage son’s room. (Don’t tell him how cute it is).

See it on her blog Our Southern Home.