The Ashtray

When I was little, very little, my great grandfather smoked a pipe. It smelled good. Occasionally I smell that from a neighbor and while I know it's not good for him, I am still happily and instantly transported to my childhood. It smells sweet and oddly choking at the same time. Anyone remember the time Cher had a cologne in the 80's? It's something like that.



I have been in possession of the ashtray that my great grandfather used for his smoking purposes, for quite a few years. I'm finally motivated after flipping through so many great blogs to began 'the makeover'. It's actually been a plant stand for years and comes complete with a lovely green glass dish. Today, it's getting the treatment. That's right...it's getting white-ified. Above is a nasty dark teaser shot to get you 'in the mood' for the much brighter after shot likely posted tomorrow...it's windy here today and the spray paint isn't spraying in the direction I want it to.

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  1. Oh my goodness, my grandma has the same one sitting in her living room hahaha. It's now used to put a cup of coffee on(once used for an ash tray) How funny! Thanks for visiting my blog :)

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  2. Tanya, I use mine for that exact thing too! :)

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