Next came the really hard part, convincing him that the dresser had to be painted. Now my man has a serious love affair going on with wood. He LOVES real wood. This once very pretty dresser was a beautiful tiger oak. The fight begins with " but isn't there SOMETHING you can do besides *gasp* PAINT it?" . The answer was a resounding NO! We filled the gaps in the wood, and sanded until it was like butter, but no amount of wood filler was going to make this dresser stain able. Finally he agreed to let me paint.
And then the real work started. The agony of paint choice! I wanted red, but honey was a bit scared of that. I started to paint it black, but it just lacked the punch with this particular dresser. I then painted it a beautiful soft grey, and antiqued it with the help of a sanding sponge and a homemade glaze concoction. I stepped back to take a look at this ugly duckling, and lo and behold, she was a beautiful swan. I swooned... literally, it was a little warm and I hadn't been hydrating like a should.
My wonderful husband took over from here. He took out the old drawer bottoms and replaced them all. He used power tools yall'~ and I was out of town. Scary stuff. He also put on the drawer pulls and drilled out the second holes. This dresser was a HUGE undertaking, but in the end it was totally worth it.
Here she is in all her painted glory...