My dad's old bed...

Lorelai's new bed once belonged to my dad, it was his when he was a little boy... and remained in my grandparent's house through all the years, and my dad even slept on it at his last visit to see my Grandpa in Ohio. NEAT!

When my dad was a kid he and his brother, Jeff, were jumping back and forth between this bed and Jeff's bed. Go figure, Jeff's broke and their bedroom was above the kitchen dining room so you can imagine that it probably sounded like a bomb going off downstairs when the bed crashed... Ha! So anyway, my Grandpa came up stairs and then made Jeff sleep in his broken bed (head up, feet slanted to the ground). Hahahaaa. I LOVE stories like this!

It's painted silver, and matches her new mirrored furniture perfectly.