None.
No shame at all. This post will prove it. This is one of those posts that’s looking overdue. I did this last spring. And by this I mean I picked trash.

My neighbors trash.

Specifically, my next door neighbors trash.

How could leave this beauty behind??

When leaving for the gym, I said to hubs, “I really want to take that mirror out of our neighbors trash.”

Not sure what his exact response was but it was a combination of “don’t you dare” and “Suzanne that’s totally gross.”

Without getting into specifics, it was a risky move to pick from the trash of these neighbors so I left for gym feeling shamed…

But not shamed enough!

Mid workout I realized I wouldn’t be able to live without this piece of trash, I mean treasure.

I will omit from the story hubs response when I waddled in carrying this behemoth, but be assured he still loves me and now the mirror too.

To dress this little lady up I painted her with three coats of enamel paint left over from my hutch re-do. Click here to see how I painted my hutch.

I love her! I have since added a frame gallery around her that really personalized the space. I’ll show you that next!

So what do you think? Can you tell she’s a rescue?

Oh, and in completely unrelated news, those neighbors have since moved…