One good part about keeping a booth at the flea market is that now I have a legitimate reason to go there a lot. (although, Hubster would say that this is down side.)
Anyway, a couple days ago I snatched this happy little bench up.
I’m probably more excited about it than I should be. Shut up. It reminds me of the school desks and benches in Honduras.
It’s the perfect teal, the perfect chippiness, and the perfect spot to tuck away some Lightning McQueen shoes.
The bench needed a little artwork above, so in came Cash’s masterpiece, a chunky C, and some of sister’s Kansas-Loving artwork.
She’s talented, no?
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