As soon as I saw this fabric I knew it belonged to the dresser. After a few coats of Mod Podge it came up a treat.
Now as I mentioned there is a very peculiar story about how this dresser came to me. This was one birthda present that I was not expecting! The following is a post that my best friend Charity wrote at the time:
Seventeen years ago a young woman relocated to South Australia to repeat year 12. A young woman with ambition, she knew she needed to be away from friends to 'buckle down'. She set up camp in a cheap rental and was donated some furniture by her father and step mother. Upon completion of the year she paid it forward and gave her meagre furniture possessions away, in turn helping someone else to establish their cheap and nasty rental. She returned to her home in the Northern Territory.
Fast forward almost 20 years. The girl, no longer a girl, flies to South Australia to visit her best friend. They are planning to celebrate a birth and memorialise a death. The friend enjoys explaining her new passion for restoring old furniture. She has acquired some new pieces - just 12 hours earlier her husband had brought home a dresser and cabinet which he had found on an abandoned job site. The woman laughs with her friend, joking that it looks like she had somehow travelled back in time to burlgarise her old cheap little rental. Then she noticed that dresser. "Oh my god this looks exactly like the one I used to have" she said, knowing there was no way it really was. However, she still felt compelled to go and open the drawer, looking for the tell tale sign that surely could not have survived 20 years. As the drawer opened, a gasp was drawn from the woman - there it was. There lining the drawers was the naff purple wrapping paper with the gold exclamation 'Merry Christmas'. In that instant she replays in her mind the day she installed this unconventional protection for her underwear! The logical part of her mind tried to debunk the reality that was now staring her in the face, who could believe it?
So I am the girl, Charity, Megan being my best friend and in a strange twist of fate 12 hours before I landed to stay with Megan, her husband had brought her home my old dresser complete with the old drawer lining to prove the point. I asked Megee "What do you think the universe is trying to tell us?" Perhaps that we are still inexplicably linked after 24 years of friendship through distance and time? Or was it our friend and former housemate Jason (who we affectionately called Noodle) now passed on, whose one year memorial we planned to honour the very next day, playing some trick knowing full well how we would wonder and analyse with awe at such a 'coincidence'?
At the age of 14 I came to Adelaide to visit family which coincided with Charity's trip to visit her father here. I remember sitting at this very dresser desperately trying, in vain, to fix my fuzznut hair before heading out for New Years Eve. Now out of all the people in South Australia, it found it's way to me.
I sent a photo of the dresser to Charity today and she absolutely loves it. I thought about sending it to her in Darwin, but she feels that I should display it in the window of my new shop when I eventually open one - seeing as it has magical powers and all. Bahahahaha! But you never know, it could just be my good luck charm. ;o)