I would just like to say that I actually don't spend alot of time climbing on kitchen counters, but I have two stories for you right now.
I was once making curtains for the window above our kitchen sink. So naturally I had to climb up to do some measuring and whatnot. So I innocently jump down onto the floor, directly onto an upturned thumbtack. It went right in to that little ball-type part under my big toe...yikes.
Another time I was going to get the super glue out of a cupboard, it was up on the highest shelf and I was on a chair. Naturally it was pushed all the way to the back of the cupboard, so I decide for a little extra height to step up onto the kitchen stove. Bad news. Apparently the mother had been cooking something not five minutes earlier. I had a lovely little half-target pattern seared into the bottom of my left foot.
So basically this dresser has been white forever, and it has lived in my sisters room since she was 2-ish. So we all know how that works white paint+crayons+barbie stickers = one yucky dresser. So when this lovely piece of furniture was donated to me when I moved away for university I decided something needed to be done. So I did it.
Here it is in all of my rooms "lived in" glory
I couldnt decide which of these pictures best showed off the top..so Im giving you four differerent ones.