In my family of four, I am the lone female. The only girl. The only one who plays in makeup, puts on jewelry and enjoys the aesthetics of feminine things. I am not, however, the only one who uses our bathroom and I have found myself slowing getting edged out. Not as much through the physical presence of my male-dominate family, but through the many traces that speak of their existence. Potty training chairs, cloth diapers, baby bath toys, the accessories my husband uses to cut his and our oldest son’s hair, random bits of toilet paper spread across the floor, and my favorite – sticky fingerprints on everything: the mirror, the door knobs, the soap dispenser, my bottles of my toiletries.
For years I’ve longed for a dressing table to put in my bedroom. A place all to myself where I can get dressed in peace. A place off limits to sticky fingers. And maybe most importantly, a place of beauty.
For as long as I can remember, I’ve been drawn to 1920’s glam. The style of clothes, the attitudes, and the trend that came in vogue of women using dressing tables. Tables with perfume bottles, jewelry and makeup spread across the top, accented by mirrors, photographs and evening bags.
To me, having a dressing table is the epitome of femininity and glamor. It removes the routine and mundane aspects from getting ready, and instead, creates an experience. I’ve enjoyed sitting down at my new vanity with my make up, jewelry and perfume (once scattered around my bedroom and bathroom but now, neatly and beautifully displayed), and allowing myself to enjoy the art of getting ready. Now, putting on my makeup is not simply a part of my routine that I have to rush through to get ready, it’s a pleasure I get to enjoy for myself.
I look forward to also using my dressing table to sit at and write cards and letters. It is situated in front of a window for natural light and a peak of the sky and trees beyond. From this vantage point, I’ll be able to see snow in the winter, the daffodils in the spring, and the wildflowers in the summer and fall. The affect is one of calm, beauty and elegance.
Here is a quick visual tour of how I’ve organized my dressing table:
A silverware tray from the Dollar Tree is the perfect way to organize and store my makeup.
A vintage mirrored tray from my grandmother beautifully displays my perfume. (No dressing table is complete without a bottle of Chanel ;-)).
A small, cut glass vase holds my makeup brushes.
One of my favorite photographs of Theodore, next to a milk-glass vase of rosebuds.
My DIY cut-glass jewelry display finally has a home!
And finally, a mirror in a platinum and crystal setting for that extra touch of 20’s glam. (Found at tj maxx for $15!)