Old worn wood, old varnish, and an old keyhole waiting for a skeleton key.
Drawer handles with patina.
Photos of the old dresser I brought into our marriage. It was my intention some 30 years ago when I acquired the dresser that I would fix it up. Strip the old stain and varnish off, polish up the hardware, mend the runners.
Thirty years later, it is in much the same state of disrepair it was in when I picked it up. It is, however, a solid dresser and despite it’s condition is still in use as a dresser. It’s not flimsy.
Rather haunting.
I like that photo.
Jaci Dawn 
I love the character of genuine, old furniture. You’re lucky to have this dresser. I inherited from my mother, an antique dresser that my Grandfather bought for my Grandmother as a birthday gift. It’s beautiful, and I treasure it. I will hand it down to my daughter, and she to hers.
I use it to store a collection of quilting fabrics and tissue-wrapped vintage china. And sometimes a secret stash of good chocolate. Just for me.
This dresser was a good find. my sister found one that she thought was an antique and handed down to Chrystal. Fell apart last year. It was just a cheap imitation. But this one is solid. I love solid wood. 🙂