So the fact that I always want to distress everything I find at the local thrift store is no surprise. It matches our home. Very imperfect but perfect at the same time. So when I stumbled across four candlesticks for 99 cents at Goodwill (my usual stomping grounds), I knew they were destined for shabby greatness.
They were dusty and encrusted with old wax probably leftover from many holiday gatherings on another family table.