My bar cart. I came upon it at a little local thrift store three years ago. Of course I considered painting it, as you probably guessed I would. At the time gold had not made it’s full come-back yet, and I was not on that band wagon, either. Yet, I still couldn’t do it.
Much like Clark Kent or Bruce Wayne, it has a fairly mild mannered appearance, pleasant but unassuming, useful but not really practical.
But take off those GLASSES, put on a CAPE and SHAZAM! Instant party.
Cue Happy by Pharrell, Gettin’Jiggy With It by Will Smith or ANY Jackson Five song and CELEBRATE!
And of course, after the parties, in the morning, dial up the Parisian accordion music and enjoy your croissant with French press coffee, do the crossword puzzle in the paper and just relax. Ahhhhhhhh, crime fighting can wait.
You can even cart all those dirty dishes on it after….unless you have an Alfred like BAT MAN….