I happen to be very proud of this shelf. It must be well over twenty years old. It was my moms, then my little brothers and finally I got my hands on it. I gave it a fresh lick of maroon paint on the outside and off white on the inside. It never ceases to amaze me how much life a new coat of paint can breathe into old and dusty things. I collect books. I have read hundreds. I only keep the ones I really love. I hope one day to have an entire room shelved from floor to ceiling filled with first additions, paper backs, hard covers, photo albums, pretty photo’s and all my little girly collectables.