Palette a plenty

When I was younger I worked in the warehouse of my grandfather's business. There were lots of forklifts, oversized rolls of glad wrap, bikini clad centrefold babes and palettes. So many palettes. That's where I'm claiming that my palette obsession came from. 

French by Design is an incredible blog that recently featured a few flicks of palette beds. So I'm thinking about a little more DIY. Note the magazine stack, relevant!

There's also a funky little restaurant in Surry Hills, Orto Trading, where I've never eaten but constantly admire for their décor. They have old signs as tabletops, lots of exposed brick and once loved furniture, but the crème de la crème for me is the graded palette stack with cute (bolted down) pot plants in wine buckets and glass jar candle holders. Very cool vibe, I guess I really should stop in!

I hope I don't become a 'gonna'... you know, I'm 'gonna' do it, (and then I never do?!). When (not if) I start building up a storm I promise there will be photos of the how, where and when of it.

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