10.24.2011

Alternative Cocktail Tables

I have a love/hate relationship with cocktail tables---and I live in New Orleans where they are definitely cocktail, not coffee tables.   I mean, the right cocktail table with the right accessories can MAKE a room.  And how do you live in a living room without them there to hold books, drinks, and (I'm sorry, Mother) feet.  Unfortunately, they are one of the hardest items to find.  I mean it's almost impossible to find one the exact right length, width, height, style, etc.  And for some reason, most of the ones I love are, almost without exception, extremely expensive.  There fore, for a long time, I lived without one, pulling in small  stools when needed:
 

The furniture arrangement is the same, but it's a whole different room now.

 What made it harder for me to find the right table was that the furnishing was such a mix.  The cocktail had to blend with these mid century tables, cream slipcovers,  and peeling paint.

And the other table in the room, is a butler's tray that I made from a drawer and the legs from a folding tray table (I guess I do like non- traditional tables):
 

 Luckily, on a trip home to the farm, I found this shipping crate, once used to ship tools, in my father's workshop. 






 All I did was clean it up (not too much) and add casters.  I didn't put a finish on it, because I like the rough look, and in my house, being used,  beaten up, and patinated is gonna happen anyway...the finish might as well start out distressed.
A corner of the cocktail trunk, but mainly an excuse to post a picture of Cleopatra.

 I also took my salvaging ways outside to make a cocktail table from a door I found on the street:

 And a buffet from a discarded packing crate:



3 comments:

beki said...

for years I've used an old blanket chest made by a great-great something or other of mine. I love it. It's really old (100+), beat up, and I can't imagine ever *not* using it. I'm so glad I'm the pack rat of the family :)

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h. m. settoon said...

since my first apartment, my main coffee table was an old metal and wood trunk that belonged to my great grandmother. Unfortunately, it was destroyed during the Katrina flooding--it's one of the few things that really upset me to lose.