It?s acrylic, can be wiped down?and it?s French My life is messy. I may have HGTV-sized ambitions when it comes to color schemes and fabric choices, but in reality I?m more likely to splurge on a massage than an expensive sofa. Whether it?s thanks to my 5-year-old, my 2-year-old, or the fluffy mutts that leave their hair everywhere, nothing fancy in my household stays nice for long.
The one item that makes me feel like I can have it all?both beauty and function?is the acrylic Provençal tablecloth I first discovered while living in Paris back in the late 2000s. Each night as I?m preparing dinner for my chaotic crew of four, I do as the French do: I pour a hefty glass of wine, set up a table in our backyard, and drape a brightly patterned tablecloth over it. Lemons, lavender, poppies, or roosters, the color scheme can be anything. And, admittedly, I own quite a few. White Pottery Barn plates on the Mediterranean design transports me from my harried urban life into a garden oasis where the stresses of the day melt away.
It doesn?t matter what?s under the tablecloth?shhhh, it?s an extra-large folding table?or even whether my 11-year-old wedding registry plates are chipped (did I mention I have kids"). The rustic-yet-sophisticated patterns provide a little je ne sais quoi to my everyday crazy.
As if that?s not enough, the absolute best part of these life-changing tablecloths comes at the end, when my husband and I brace ourselves for clean-up duty. Because these fa...