Our bedroom was pretty bare and unattractive. We had a couple dressers that were my husband's as a kid, a couple nightstands with the lamps from his childhood bedroom, a bed with a mission-style headboard, and a couple of tall and cheap bookshelves. The only decorations were a mirror above the long dresser, a print of a boat and lake above the bed, and a watercolor of a barn that my mom had painted. We did have blinds on the windows but those were never pulled down.
I got rid of one of the bookshelves; it fell apart as I moved it. I got rid of one of the dressers. I hung iron-like rods and long, flowy, gauzy white curtains that I got cheap from an outlet store. Then I went to TJ Maxx and got fake flowers and new bedside lamps. I grabbed an old chair from my parents' house--there is an overflow of furniture in that house--and a lamp from my daughter's old bedroom. I added a rug under the bed from Home Depot.
The room was looking much more cozy. Next came a blue shag rug from Rugs.com.
But then I passed this little find in a trash pile...
I began to reconstruct it, first throwing out all the cloth and batting materials because they were disgusting and dirty. I made a new inner pillow out of an old sheet, filled it with a rectangle of high-density foam, and padded it with batting. I cut up the old pouf fabric down to the new size I needed and resewed the piping to the top. I stretched the fabric over the pillow and stapled it into the board. I tacked down a new piece of muslin.
Meanwhile, my husband cut the legs down for me and painted it. I woke up this morning and he asked me how it looked. He had screwed the top onto the frame and placed it in the room while I was sleeping, but I had walked right by it when I got up.
It looks fabulous!