My shopping phobic husband really stepped up to the plate in purchasing this GORGEOUS end table for me:
Of course, there's a back story. I've wanted this piece for at least 2 years - believing it would make a perfect coffee cup table in my family room. We haven't really "done" this room and it's very much a work-in-progress. That is to say, I don't know how we've improved it at all (not having thrown money or time at it), but it's much more functional now than it was 3 years ago, when I divested it of it's original function: child playroom.
Anyway, we have our coffee there on the weekends - when we stick the kid in front of TVO cartoons in the front room - and I've lamented the lack of suitable coffee holder, well, forever.
My husband has been telling me, since I saw this table, that he doesn't like it, that it seems contrived, that it's just asking for a knee to bang against. It's also pretty expensive. At least by my standards. So, you can imagine my incredible surprise when I received it!
Note: Technically, I guessed - don't ask me how, you know I have a knack - but that's just between you and me. OK?