So many things that I love in my home I have made. I get real satisfaction from creating something that is both attractive, and purposeful. But while I do thoroughly enjoy doing these activities, I must admit that I am often inspired by the likes of programs involving people such as Kirstie Allsopp, like Kirstie’s Homemade. She and I seem to be on the same karmic path or something of the likes because very often she is showing how to complete a craft, or revise something that I have on my own list of things to accomplish. And though I feel a sense of loyalty to Allsopp, it was in fact while watching a program with Sarah Beeny that I got the bright idea to follow her lead and make my own leather bed.

Of course Beeny made it look relatively simple, and the result was stupendous. As such I was sure that I would be writing about having made my own accomplished bed here today. To put things into perspective before I carry on with this tale of disillusionment, I should mention that I have reupholstered furniture before, including headboards. And I say this because, for my own ego I need to acknowledge prior successes before I can admit recent defeat.

I think in some crazy way that maybe it was because I strayed from Allsopps tutorship that things did not come to fruition for me and my handmade leather bed. But my husband likes to remind me that I in fact have never met the woman, and is certain even if I had that she would hold no grudge against me if I had learned a thing or two from another source. Now, I know of course he is speaking sense, but I think because of my loyal nature I am unable to shake that feeling, or I am really desperate for an excuse at this point for why my attempts went so badly.

In sum, I think it suffices to say that I was unable to replicate the grand bed that Beeny made in front of thousands of viewers. What I was left with was something I did not feel comfortable keeping around. For visually, it was a bit of a disaster, and for safety reasons it was unsuitable for accommodation. Now that I have purged my embarrassment, I am eager to make a pact with myself that all future leather beds in our home will be store bought, and lay this tale of woe to rest.