I saw this ironing board awhile back and fell in love with it, but couldn't think of a place or a purpose for it. It was still there the second time I went back, but still, with no intended use in mind, I couldn't justify brining it home. (Even though it was a mere $15.) Last time I went, the beautiful turquoise paint had been replaced by black chalkboard paint... and my heart sank. *sigh*
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