A few weekends ago we spotted this trunk as we were driving by a garage sale a few blocks from our house. It fit a “vague vision” we had for a piece of decor for our house. And they were willing to give us a bargain. So we bought it.
It’s old. Very old. Here’s what it looks like on the inside:
You can’t see it, but stuck to the bottom is a newspaper clipping dated 1927 — which, I think, the trunk is even older than.
Our living room is currently an open play area, but eventually — once we touch the trunk up and (literally) soften the sharp edges — it will serve as a coffee table.
I like to think that if I were ever to take it on that “Antique Roadshow” show, their jaws would drop and they would tell me it is worth thousands upon thousands of dollars. But I think I’ll humor myself and just let that idea hover in my imagination.
Because for now it has a plant and magazines on top (not pictured) and sits proudly along our wall, somehow completing the room.
And I don’t want to sell it, anyway.