What to expect? Ask our stager Lindsay and she’ll say that it’s not all that glamorous, and instead you get your hands dirty.
So I’m picturing a muddy living room or something to do with spilled juice and a dust storm…
Obviously, this is not the case. What Lindsay said was true though, the striking of a staging “set” does make for a bit of a morning workout. My task was to clear out the upper floor of the staged house of all accessories. A few forays up and down the stairs later with arms full of vases, big bags of bedding, lamps and large picture frames (pretending not to hear the falling-down-the-stairs-with-a -“smash-tinkle-tinkle” paranoia in the back of my head) and I was regretting the choice of a wool sweater that morning.
With everything assembled on the gorgeous granite kitchen island of this multi-million dollar beauty, we pulled apart piles of bubble wrap and tissue paper and wrapped, sorted and carefully packed the items into boxes for removal back to the warehouse.
Have you ever noticed how what looks like not much stuff in a room, when pulled off the shelves suddenly becomes enough to sink a ship? It’s like books, when not placed side by side, realize that they finally have room to breathe, let out huge sighs and expand to twice their original thickness. Six forks on a table multiply to twenty when piled on the counter.
Weird…
So I started considering, what could I get rid of in my own place?
In any case, we got it all done pretty quickly and contained what remained of the receding sea of packing materials by the time the movers had taken out the furniture and boxes of knick knacks.
If this is the dirtiest work, I’m inclined to think that this staging business is not so bad…
I started my staging experience with the take down of a previously staged home and am now looking forward to carrying on at the beginning!
More to come.
V.
