10/29/2025
EDIT: I just want to say thank you everyone who has commented and liked on Reginald’s journey and makeover He is over the moon happy with all the love youve shown him. 🫶🏻🐰
Hello my lovelies. Remember this old broken down curio cabinet? He was a bit of a mess by the time he limped into my studio. Having once been the center of attention - in a modest but well kept home back in the Post WWII era, Reginald (that’s the name he told me he preferred over Reggie) held in his care, many precious treasures of which, the lady of his home cherished. From beautiful delicate teacups and saucers, with dainty roses and pansies painted on them, to miniature statues brought back from Europe’s wars, as well as the exquisite hand painted porcelain platter, that had been carefully wrapped and protected by her mother’s mother on the journey from Germany to New York, to Ohio, and then across the Great Plains and over the Rocky Mountains until it found it’s new home in Oregon.
While we worked together, he recounted the millions of times he felt the key turn in his lock and his door open so his caretaker could carefully dust and clean the treasures he kept safe for her. How proud he had been. How strong and handsome too.
And then suddenly, the ritual visits from his caretaker ceased. There was no longer the warm feeling of that key being turned in his lock, to let his Lady admire and dust off her keepsakes.
He sat alone for what felt like an eternity, and then one day, he heard voices and everything suddenly went dark! He realized he had been covered by a furniture blanket and was being shuffled and hauled away… away from the teacups and their dainty saucers that came out every Sunday afternoon for decades, to be held in gloved hands while he watched on proudly. Separated from the ceramic Chinese girl holding an umbrella and pushing a flower cart all in a soft blue. And what would happen to the German Platter he had protected within his hold? He broke down and cried silently. He told me, at that very moment he believed his life of usefulness was over. Kaput. Finito!
Then, one sunshiny day, a young woman was hired to clean out a storage unit for the grandchildren of the lady who had once lovingly cared for Reginald. There was primarily junk in the overpacked 10x15 rectangle. And almost everything in this unit was ruined by years of humidity, freezing, extreme heat, and neglect. Reginald was really no exception, although the wood was in tact and the glass was too. But the base, oh goodness… that poor thing didn’t know which direction he wanted to go because it was split in 3 sections and there was nothing holding the base together. Reginald looked so sad, shoved into the back corner, that Luisa grabbed him, dusted him off and set him in the “keep” section. Sadly,, when the grandkids showed up to check on her progress, 30 minutes later, they took one look at Reginald and only saw a busted up, outdated piece of junk. So Luisa put Reginald in her pick up bed and took him home. She called me at that point, because she knew I love saving the unwanted, the undesirable and the broken. When I first got to Luisa’s place and locked my eyes on Reginald, I knew he was the one.
You see I have a very good client who wanted a bar cabinet and I showed her a photo of a curio I converted into a liquor cabinet a few years prior. I looked at Reginald and smiled. “Hey handsome, how’d you like to come home with me? I’ll bathe you and give you a brand new suit as well as a new purpose in life. Living your best life!” He nodded, or at least I’m pretty sure he did. And the rest is history.
So please, allow me to introduce you all to Reginald Rabbit. He will be your stand in sommelier, your martini stirrer, or just the darned cutest bar cabinet this side of the Mississippi.
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