The Mirror Screamed Paint Me-I Said OK

I met my daughter, Mimi, 

in a little thrift shop.

This mirror screamed my name at

$9.95.

My daughter screamed, too-

YOU DON'T NEED

ANOTHER MIRROR.

Sometimes I just pretend I am deaf.

(snicker, snicker)

My husband has perfected that art

so I am learning from him.

I am pretty sure this mirror was part of a

French Provincial bedroom set.

It was pretty in its time.

Today the top looks like this....

Here's what it looked like when I 

picked it up.

See what I paid?

It hangs just off our entry hall now.

Yeah- don't mind the reflections

and anything that might be amiss-

This was done with acrylic paints

mixed and layered

and then I pounced some gold

all over it.

It kind of has an olive tone.

I like it-

Would you believe I have another

mirror just like it waiting for a 

redo, too?

Next one will be white-I think.

And here y'all thought I was 

just sitting on my butt the whole

time I had no computer.

Pffffffffttttt...

Now, if you are very good and

don't delete me from your blog list,

tomorrow I will show you 

SweetCheeks and Company

with the mayor!

And, no, she is NOT running

for office...........

YET!!!!!