I know I have rattled on about my vintage dressing table but the truth is having a place for knickers, socks, bra's and tights is a god given right. It's not until you are without a set of drawers that you realise that life cannot go on indefinitely with two plastic bags stuffed full with the best that Marks and Spencers have to offer. (I'm saying M&S but that's being kind and more than a little untrue as quite a lot of my undies are purchased from Tesco on my stumbling route through the local superstore to the ready meals (lie) and the cat food aisle (true) via the wine shop (true again). Long gone are the days when I popped into Agent Provocateur and purchased a delightful set of silky soft turquoise undergarments, decorated with perky red cherries in the most prominent position......hang on, I've still got 'em! In their pale pink and black store bag. Ohhhh Knicker Love heart heart heart! Ah well they can go into the new dresser drawers too! LOL :)
So off the point a little but really it's THAT big of a pain in the very parts that need covered by the items stored safely and conveniently within. Not only the storage but really the longing to have that feminine piece of furniture. I can't think of a man who would be as interested in this particular piece of bedroom furniture, nor one who would actually make use of it!
No more waffle here it is at long long last and I love it, practically and prettily perfect for me.
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