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Five Ways to Style a Coffee Table

January 6, 2015

Ah, my OCD is rearing it’s ugly head again.

A few months ago I received this email from my father:

From: Brooks Boyd <>
Date: October 2, 2014 at 6:34:22 PM EDT
To: Anna Boyd <>
Subject: Couch
I read your post about couch, nice. Didn't want to send comment for everyone to see, but the coffee table has too many books/magazines. 
Looks like the return book cart at the library. Can't wait to stretch out on the new couch!!!!!
Love ya!


No shortage of opinions at the Boyd household. Dad how did that work out about everyone not seeing your comments? 

But it did get me to thinking — that coffee table is a little full. So I asked Wilson. Our conversation went a little something like this:

Me: Dad said our coffee table has too many books on it.

Wilson: THANK GOD someone finally said that. There are so many f&*king books on that damn table.

Me: So you agree?

Wilson: I can’t even put a beer down on that thing without bumping something over. It’s a coffee table not a book table.

Me: I thought it looked stylish.

Wilson: You know how I feel about stylish stuff.

Le sigh.

Here’s what it looked like below:

coffee table

 That is totally stylish. Sorry I’m not sorry.

coffee table 2

 And from above…

But the men in my life had spoken. So the books had to go. Wah. 

But here’s the problem: I can’t decide how to style the table now. I bought this big shell dish thing that is very pretty but just looks kind of odd on the table. Wilson told me the shell looked “very me” — ? — but I think he was just glad to finally have a flat surface upon which to place his beer. Little victories.  

So I need your help. Please tell me which option you like best.

Option 1: Shell thingy by itself

whole room

 Pardon the lingering Christmas décor. These photos were taken two weeks ago. Yes, I’ve been waffling that long.


shell above

 Pretty, right? But doesn’t it look a little lonely? Or am I just used to having 100 things on this table and that’s why I think that? Yes, this is how many questions I ask myself over a decision. I was told a few months ago I over-analyze things. Eureka!

Option 2: Shell Thing Plus a FEW Books

shell styling 2

 Shell looks a little less lonesome, but the books just don’t quite fit.

styling 2

shell detail

the props

 These were my props for styling.

Option 3: Shell with Books and Antler

number 4

 I chose a different stack of books to see what that looked like. In fact, am thinking about changing the top itself to one of the Cut My Plastic adorable pieces. I love the book at the top of the stack — titled The Joy of Life, it’s a beautiful abstract art book I found in a teeny bookstore in New Orleans.

number 4 again

number 4 trois

Option 3 is good, but it just doesn’t scream winner winner chicken dinner to me.

Option 4: Wilson’s Choice

wilsons turn

 And because he thinks he can do everything, Wilson decided to take a go at styling our coffee table.

“It’s so simple,” he said. I’m not sure if he meant his choice of décor or styling a table, but I didn’t agree with either of them.

wilson 2

And finally,

Option 5: The Current Sitch


Blue willow plate + pink tulips + candle + shell = success?

tulips again

I think I like this option the best.

tulip style vertical

option 5 full

 So what do y’all think? Which option is your favorite? Leave me a comment and help s’il vous plait as I am rife with indecision.

Home Living

That Time When I Almost Fought Some Lady Over a Coffee Table

January 10, 2014

I am very pleased to report that my efforts in decorating the loft area of our home are coming along quite nicely. I have made several mental decisions for how to organize the space and what needs to be purchased and what needs to be improved upon. To keep within my non-existent budget, I am embarking on a few DIY projects to update some furniture I already have instead of buying new pieces. More updates on that front to come soon.

One of the pieces that I knew I wanted to purchase for the room was a new coffee table. The one I had already was a piece I bought off of Ruelala and, much to my chagrin, was fake wood. Actually it’s straight up plastic. Fack! Good lesson to be learned here — when buying furniture online, don’t forget to look at what it’s made out of, Anna. Besides the poor quality materials, its shape was all wrong for the space, too. Its rectangular shape didn’t allow for much food to be displayed — we watch a LOT of football up there and dips are a must — and it needed to echo the flow of the room as dictated by the sectional. In other words, I needed something square or round.

Other requirements for the new coffee table included something that you could put your feet on and also easily cleanable — re: the football dips and feet.

I found the PERFECT coffee table at Sleepy Poet, a local antique consignment warehouse in Charlotte that is seriously amazing. If you live here or will visit me soon, make sure you stop by.

There it was, tucked away secretly in the back of the warehouse, under aimless bronze items and an elephant that is a Florida State fan. As nondescript as they come, this coffee table was truly a diamond in the rough.Coffee Table at SP

 She’s a real beauty Clark.

With any purchase over $50 — really $20, let’s be honest I’m that cheap — I usually have to take a little me-time and evaluate if I really want the item. As the coffee table was $135 — the horror! — I went home to consult with Wilson and mull the decision over.

A few days went by, and I knew the coffee table was the one for me. It was perfect — met all of my requirements and wasn’t outrageously expensive. I made Wilson — much to his chagrin — go with me to the Sleepy Poet to retrieve my prized coffee table and start the process of loft decorating with a bang.

Once at the Sleepy Poet, I beelined for the coffee table and showed it to Wilson. “This is the one! Isn’t it perfect?” I exclaimed. Wilson nodded his head yes, wondering when we were leaving so he could start his customary Saturday cocktailing. A well-dressed lady with black glasses and silver hair behind us said, “Oh that is a great coffee table!” and I nodded to her in agreement, thinking we were fellow bargain hunters reveling in a good deal and not soon-to-be sworn antique enemies. My sister and brother-in-law were also with us at the Sleepy Poet, so we skipped off to find them as it was just the beginning of the shopping trip and there were several more showrooms to drag Wilson through.

Cut to the moment when I was ready to purchase the coffee table.

Apparently to claim an item, you must remove the price tag from the piece and take it to the front counter, and then an associate will help load the furniture into your car. Silly me, I did not know this, and when I went to retrieve the coffee table, the price tag was gone. The well-dressed-silver-haired lady SNAGGED THE DAMN COFFEE TABLE FROM ME. I was livid. Furious. Inconsolable. I knew I had to find that lady and claim what was rightfully mine!

Cut to the moment when I confronted well-dressed-silver-haired lady after an hour of stomping around.

Wilson spotted her first — he probably regretted pointing her out — and I went over to her. I asked her as nicely as I could if she had taken the table, and she said YES and thought I didn’t want it because I didn’t take the tag. Damn my ignorance! She then asked me if I wanted it back because she “wouldn’t have seen it had I not pointed it out.” Yea no shit lady. Gratefully, I snatched the price tag from her hand and did cartwheels all the way to the check-out counter while singing Hark! The Herald Angels Sing! Not really — I thanked her profusely and then bought the coffee table.

Well ladies and gents, my propensity for confrontation paid off in the end because she is perfect in our loft. No I’m not talking about the well-dressed-silver-haired lady.






I am so in love. This coffee table is a work of art really — perfect art deco meets gold glam meets our loft. Easy to clean and perfect for feet propping. If I could take this coffee table everywhere with me, I would. It makes me that happy.

To the well-dressed-silver-haired lady: Thank you for your generosity and kindness and I promise I will pay it forward.

It’s Friday beeches!