Now we’re talking. A treasure trove of discarded and unloved stools, tables and chests eagerly awaiting our tender touch, but where to start? Emotions aside, we have to get brutal - after all we’re doing this to make money, not fill our petite abode with our dream items…or could we??
Snapping out of it we started where any self-respecting restorers-to-be would, YouTube. After sifting through copious home made movies detailing the intricasies of reupholstery and reclamation it didn’t take long to realise that, despite of our grand ideas, we were going to have to start small. And more importantly, we needed to tool up.
Great, another unplanned expense. But isn’t that the point of good business - the more you put in, the more you get out, so now we’ve committed we aren’t about to start skimping.
First job make a list (if you’re already aware of my slight OCD then you’ll understand that this is more of a treat than a chore). Sewing machine, upholstery books and cutting tools from mumsy. Saw, drill and pliers from dad…sandpaper, screw driver and staple gun already at home. Ok, for the rest a trip to the shops was in order.
Varnish, paint, timber from B&Q. That was the easy task - on to the fabric.
Mums hobby of curtain making had led her to the Aladdin’s cave of soft furnishing, Curtain Warehouse in North Finchely. We were warned it could be overwhelming, but nothing could have prepared us for it.
We arrived in the pouring rain and walked down the side of what appeared to be a house, with only the reams of discounted Cath Kidson fabric covered in tarpaulin confirming we were in the right spot. Before we had got our bearings we were summoned through a plastic curtain by a rather blunt, rather short blonde woman. “Can you sign in when you are finished looking at those?” Hmm, right - name…first time visit…how we heard of you…no email? Ok, weird but whatever works for you luv…
We didn’t have long to reflect on the awkward customer service or lack of marketing savvy as we were thrust a map and sent into a smorgasbord of luscious fabric, all with equally beautiful and inspiring patterns, shades and textures. 4 more rooms AND a trade warehouse?! They had to be kidding - but no they weren’t. Panic set in as we realised this place deserved a day trip, not just the measly 30 minutes we had set aside.
Game faces on we raced around snapping potential clothing for our collection and gathering samples along the way, better to go home and let each item dictate their preference wethinks…