Raising the Bar (carts)

I don’t have a bar cart in my life, because I don’t drink, and that makes me sad.  Not the not drinking part.  That doesn’t make me sad.  I’m sure I would make a terrible drinker. But I am a good snacker! Maybe I could make a snack cart.  Or a hot cocoa cart. A tart cart?  A chore chart cart?  A cart cart? In case you ever needed a cart, I’d have a cart full of carts! Oh geez Lindsey, stop yourself already.  This is what happens when my car is in the shop and I haven’t left the house for like a week. See, good thing I’m not a drinker.

In things that make more sense news, here’s Breanna, who paid a mere $5 for this table and turned it into a bar cart.  She had her father-in-law tile the inside and kept everything else white so her accessories could shine.  Read more, including her terrifying tale of what she found inside (bugs) and how she killed them (Windex!) on her blog Brepurposed.

 

And Emily gave this utility cart some extra industrial flair with spray paint, and old louvre door and weathered wood.  She stained the wood with a combination vinegar, steel wool and coffee grinds, and various shades of shoe polish! Brilliant.

 

Here’s a better look at the wood details. A step or ten above its previous life, which was probably spent carting around a wheezy overhead projector at a middle school, just a guess. See more work from Emily at Fay Grayson Home.