Sparkly Lights and Paint-By-Numbers

Back in December, just after moving to Atlanta, I found a local antique store with some real gems. In particular, some sparkly things caught my eye. By sparkly things I mean chandeliers. I’m a firm believer that you can never have too many chandeliers. I had a chandelier in my dorm room. Proof:

So yeah, chandeliers are my jam. When I found these chandeliers at the antique store there may have been some hyperventilation. I sent Michael a photo and some very emphatic language. Well, approximately four days later, I came home from work and Michael was acting all sorts of jittery nervous. “I need some paper from the bedroom!” Me: “Ummm… why?” Him: “Just do it.” And alas, I was greeted with the following:

Fast forward 7 months and we still hadn’t hung a chandelier. And yes, we were still living with that grotesque five armed frat lamp. I knew we would need two people to hang it and Michael was otherwise engaged, see, Medical School. So there they sat, in the corner of the dining room. Well, last week in the midst of some maintenance issues, (broken dryer, among other things), Michael got the idea of recruiting the maintenance men here to help. The fella who helped donated his time after his shift to come help install the chandelier and show Michael what was up. I missed this event, however, Michael assures me that it was very simple and he could indeed, do it again. I am ever grateful that the thing even worked. Honestly, I had visions of installing it properly and having nothing happening and having to pay boatloads of money to get this $100 chandelier re-wired.

But, despite my greatest fears, this little beauty was finally the star of the show. And boy does she shine.

First, this chandelier emits SO much more light than what we had in here previously. I can finally see Michael’s face when I’m sitting next to him on the couch.

Second, she is beautiful. I just can’t. stop. staring.

We also made some other aesthetic changes while we were on a roll. This meant moving the pile of art that has been leaning against the wall since I moved in last November.

So, we did a bit of gallery wall rearranging and ended up with this:

Sorry that the chandelier is still the star of the show in this photo. Do you blame me. Make note of that painting in the upper right hand corner. I found this, ironically, at the same antique store the chandeliers came from. I sent a photo of the painting to Michael to get his approval. He gave his A-ok so I brought it home. I then made the mistake of calling it the “paint-by-numbers art”. Which, well, it is. Which Michael was not so thrilled about. Translation: He now hated it and did not want it on his wall. “There’s no story behind that!” Me: “Story: I brought it home; you found out it was paint by numbers; you hated it.” Him: “Okay, I guess so.” Sold.

When rearranging this wall I had to move my friend Marvin, the gold moose. Marvin found himself a new home. Along with my winnings from Natalie’s Giveaway (which I personalized a bit with some gold sharpie—Obsessed), and a poster we picked up in Raleigh.

The frame for this poster is yet another story. We got a quote for a frame we liked at Michael’s (the crafts store, not my boyfriend). It would have cost us over $200 for just one frame. So we did as all good twenty-somethings do and bought a frame at Target. Which we then painted gold with some leftover paint I had from another project. $15 later we were happy campers.

Because these art displays were pretty close to eachother, on adjacent walls, but not close enough to feel connected we got super kitschy and hung up another piece of art we had…

Yep, that’s an ampersand. You guys, we’re so clever.

For real though, I’m so proud of us, finally getting our art game together. And finally getting all that fancy artwork off the floor.

In other news, Pickles spent all of Monday night crying/barking/howling/keeping everyone awake. But really, who could be mad at this face.

He has, thankfully, since calmed down and become more comfortable with his pen and sleeping alone. I haven’t ruined him yet.

Do you think you can have too many chandeliers?
Anyone ever buy a cheap frame and customize it? Is there any reason to ever spend $200 on a frame? Be honest with me, I’m not just cheap, right?

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