It’s not too woody, not too oak, not to dark, just a great modern neutral. I used one of my favorite stains: Minwax in Classic Gray. If you get too aggressive with the paint, it can pool and drip, which is no bueno.Īfter three coats of paint and a good drying overnight, it was time to tackle the legs. With so many nooks and crannies, I had to really go slow with the paint, move around to get in every crack, and do a lot of repetition. I did two more coats in flat and they were looking so fresh and so clean, clean. It was looking too plasticky for the style. I painted one coat in gloss, and knew I needed to go flat. You can get vinyl spray paint, but my hardware store didn’t carry it, and I was with a sleepy toddler who was a ticking time bomb so I chose to get a paint that adheres to plastic. But I digress….Īfter the legs were good and taped, I moved them onto the grass with some plastic bags underneath. I had an idea to paint it after the fact, which I’ll show you in just a minute. I tried to figure some way around painting the nailhead trim, but I knew it was inevitable. I wanted them to resemble these beauties:Īfter making sure they were good and clean, I gave the legs a good sanding and taped them off. The thought of Ruby climbing all over them with decades of germs gave me the heebie-jeebies. I scrubbed and scrubbed and scrubbed with Krud Kutter, but the original vinyl couldn’t be saved. There was a death-row protest on Instagram to save the pink, and you guys, I wanted to have mercy and pardon the pink, but I knew it had to go. I briefly considered reupholstering, but then I remembered I had seen this spray painted vinyl chair re-do and I thought why not? If they turned out horribly, I was out $14 and some shattered dreams of all they could be, and I could always go back to the reupholstery idea. There were rocks and leaves and gunk all up in her crevasses.

Someone had left the poor things outside for who knows how long. In fact dirty doesn’t even begin to describe the level of filth. The vinyl was damaged a bit, and they were dirty. The girls were good from far, but far from good. And the color was so cute, it was love at first sight.īut these chairs were what my 7th grade self would call “Monet” (I was all into Clueless, you know). I just loved the shape and the nailhead trim. For real? I was sold, even before I started surveying how much work they needed. You have to move fast in the shark-infested waters of a good thrift store, I tell ya. I practically sprinted over to them before anyone else snagged them, and flagged down an associate. A few weeks ago, I was wandering through Goodwill when out of the corner of my eye, I spotted them– a pretty pair of pink chairs.

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