The Window Project

Ohh the window project! This has to be one of my biggest project transformations yet. At a flea market, I found an old broken window that was basically dangerous to touch. It only had 3 out of the 4 pieces of glass still in tact and the paint fell off even if you moved it ever so slightly. SWOON. I was ready to start.


The best part was smashing the pieces of glass 🙂 – what a thrill! Having a bad day? I suggest you go smash some glass. Once I cleaned up that mess, I started sanding down the wood. That process took all of 2 minutes considering the paint was already doing the job for me and falling off at the touch.


I then spray painted the wood white and made sure to paint the little lock at the bottom gold. After that dried, I soon found out what my worse nightmare is. Installing screen into windows. I went to Home Depot with stars in my eyes loving the idea of how beautiful this window will be with SCREENS! 5 hours later I was pounding tiny nails into the window frame hitting my fingers every other time. 5 hours might be an exaggeration but it felt like an eternity. Recently I was gifted a staple gun and I had the epiphany that THAT would’ve helped my process go much smoother. Another rookie move pulled by this novice project flipper.

Once the screen was installed, I could’ve cried with relief. Then I took a much needed break. OH but we’re not done yet! The next day, I hung a rope at the top of the window for easy hanging and a cute touch. And finally, I drilled in 4 knobs onto the bottom of the window. I got these knobs for about 50 cents each and was so excited to add them in as an accent on the window. I measure twice and drilled in the knobs and marveled at my beautiful work. I texted a picture to my boyfriend who so kindly replied, “Are the knobs off centered?” Yep. Off centered. I took another look at that window with a pair of fresh eyes and kicked myself in the butt for not measuring three times. Off centered!

But when all is said and done, I love those off centered knobs. I love the screen that took hours to install and I love that chipped paint and jagged glass that used to inhabit in that old window. I love that new life that has been breathed into an old treasure and that’s the whole reason why I’m doing all of this. For that new life.

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Let the piece do the talking

Sometimes when you get a really really cool piece.. you just can’t mess with it. And luckily, I was able to find some pieces just like that!

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All I had to do with these bad boys was drill some holes in the back for easy hanging and give them a good cleaning (boy, were they dirty).

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And then came the photo shoot! I went to Home Depot and bought a big pot of plants that were more expensive than the actual planters.. (whoops) but I couldn’t resist!

I then planted the huge flowers into the planters and immediately fell in love. I used those Command plastic hanging strips on my walls and hung these beauties right up there. They truly lit up my whole room and I am envious of the woman who bought these from me. I was SO close to keeping them to myself! I just love how worn and weathered these planters are – it tells such a story. These guys must have lived outside for years and endured a lot in the outdoors. They are some tough cookies. Their wrinkles and lines and stains speak volumes. I hope you’re listening.

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Rinse. Re-use. Repeat.

On to project number 2! This one was an easy flip, but equally exciting – an antique washbaord!


This old washboard is made of wood and metal and is in good condition. All I had to do with this guy was give it a good washing (the irony!), sand it down, add on some hanging hooks on the back, and then add some character with the word ‘WASH’ painted on.

I really love the way the writing came out and it was really quite simple. I printed out the letters on your regular piece of computer paper and just used white acrylic paint. I painted a bit outside of the lines and let the paint bleed through the paper a bit. Doing that gave the letters a bit more character, which of course I love.


Then, voila! my project was complete. I love this old washboard. To think that families long ago would wash each piece of clothing on this thing. And now we can marvel at its story and history on the walls of our bathroom and laundry room!

Enjoy this simple flip and make sure to check out my Etsy page for more info 🙂

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My first project: Rust in Peace

My first project was an easy pick, some old rusty decor window shutters! This was my first purchase at Brimfield Antique Show, so what better project to start with?


My living situation isn’t exactly DIY friendly. A one-bedroom apartment in Somerville, Massachusetts isn’t exactly sawdust and spray paint friendly. So instead, I ventured a few steps outside to my building’s parking lot (don’t tell my landlord!)

I spent the first hour sanding down the shutters trying to get them as smooth as possible. This process actually ending up being very soothing. I saw old chips of paint falling off from the past and really got to see the grain and weathering of the wood. In one of the shutters, I noticed a chunk of wood missing and all I could think about was how it got there. Did the original woodworker hit the side? Did a bug sit on their shoulder and scare them so bad that they’re carving knife slipped? No matter the story behind it, I love that sliver of missing wood.


After what felt like hours of sanding, I realized my first rookie mistake. I could’ve removed the iron rods in the center of the shutters and made the sanding process a whole of a lot easier. MAJOR eye roll.

Shaking off my first mistake, I kept on rolling with the punches. Time for spray paint! I laid down all my old paper bags and magazines I could find in my apartment so that I wouldn’t get paint on the pavement (again.. don’t tell!) Then the fun began. Giving myself about a foot of distance from the wood, I tried my best to evenly spray every inch of the shutters. I first spray painted the wood white and was having a grand old time. Still on the first shutter, my spray paint bottle stopped working. What the!? I texted my boyfriend’s dad trying not to sound like a complete dummy. “Hi um, do you happen to know how do you fix a spray paint nozzle?” He gave me about 5 options on how to to clear the nozzle but I just couldn’t figure it out. Second rookie mistake. Back to the store for 2 more cans (just in case). And thank goodness I got 2 because the second can also broke! My pointer finger must be Hercules putting too much pressure on the nozzle. Thank God for those finger exercises! Onto the third can (which I handled with care) and finally spray painting the wood was complete.


I spray painted the iron inserts gold to add a pop of color. As I did, I noticed a small tag on them labeled ‘Mexico’. AMAZING! The story of these shutters builds and they now have an original home.

I left a note next to the shutters praying that no one would take them as they dried. And my friendly neighbors obliged! Nice and dry, I put the shutters back together and voila! A new life has been ignited into these pieces.

My goal is never to cover up the history of these old treasures but just to enhance them. I want everyone else to see their potential and their story. To see them as treasures.

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Ever since I can remember, I’ve been obsessed with before-and-afters. I’d go over to my friends houses when I was growing up and organize their closets. I’d love seeing clothes on the floor one hour to color coordinated shirts hanging neatly. Not kidding. Color coordinated. To the rainbow.

As a teenager, I’d actually tune in when Proactiv commercials came on so that I could see those pimply cheeks turn clear just 2 weeks! I subscribed to Proactiv for about 7 years patiently waiting on my ‘after.’

And then reality television got big. What Not to Wear? Hooked. Queer Eye for the Straight Guy? #1 Fan. I even loved when the Today Show chose one lucky lady in the crowd for a makeover. Swoon.

Don’t get me started on Extreme Makeover: Weight Loss Edition. Two hours of total transformation. The before-and-afters just kept coming and coming, what a dream! I was inspired enough to make my own fitness account on Social Media and tried my best to document all my befores just so I could work towards my afters. This phase didn’t exactly last long considering my body shape hasn’t changed much since I was like 18. And Oreos.

And then came Fixer Upper and boy, did I fall in love. If you look in the dictionary, Chip and Joanna Gaines’ photo should be next to ‘before-and-after.’ They are my inspiration for all things repurposed (me and millions of others, I know I’m not original on this one).

So where do I go from here? A clean-freak-Oreo-lover dreaming of clear skin, great fashion, and my very own fixer upper one day.

For the past few years, I’ve always loved going to different flea markets and antique stores looking for old treasures that need some love. The story behind the pieces is truly beautiful to me. Stories that deserve to be told and to be cherished. After the years, my walls have now been filled with these ‘stories’ but I haven’t wanted to stop reading and recreating them. That and my idle hands began to be only useful for being the mayor of ‘Chapville’ in SimCity after my boyfriend gifted me a tablet for Christmas. But responsible mayors must have other duties. Thus, Novo Designs Co. was born.

First came inventory and man, was I excited. My friend Jess and I ventured to the Brimfield Antique Show and didn’t leave for 6 hours. She bought a wagon just a few days before for the occasion and thank goodness she did because we had that thing filled within the first hour. We came up for air halfway into our treasure hunt and looked in our wagon to see a pile of wood. So much wood! And I was smiling from ear to ear. By the end of the day, I had a shutter under one arm and a ladder under the other as Jess wheeled our wagon in front of me. It may have been the best day of the year.

I probably haven’t met most of you reading this and I may never meet you. But we’re about to get personal. I came home later that day and hauled my loot into the apartment. I sat down and I looked at my pile of junk. And then I cried like a baby.

I thought about my ‘before’, my dreams and my idle hands. In that moment, I was my ‘after.’