I know I have read numerous postings on what every stager should keep in their tool box.  There have been some wonderful posts and I have actually added a few additional items due to some wonderful tips and tricks that I have gained from reading.  I do my best to keep my tool box and or car trunk filled with every possible item necessary for staging a home.  There is however the chance that no matter how prepared we think we are...that one day, we will just not be prepared for everything a staging job may present.

Case in point.  I was called in to help a fellow stager stage a highly unusual property.  This was a very modern home that was going to take a unique buyer in the first place.  Given all of the obstacles of making this property as visually appealing as possible, I have to admit, together my friend and I had worked miracles.  In fact, I was actually becoming quite attached to the home.  I found endless possibilities in its uniqueness. 

But then it happened...in all the distractions of the unusual house, I never quite focused on one of its "features".  There near the beautiful roman tub sat a very large statue.  I had noticed it, but honestly since it sat in front of a huge window that faced out overlooking both the inter-coastal and the ocean in the distance, my eyes were instead always drawn to the fabulous view.  My partner mentioned the statue and asked how we were going to deal with that?  It wasn't until then that my eyes took a good long look at what was a very graphic scene of sculpted stone.  I nearly felt my face turn red...how could I had not noticed what was there in front of my eyes for a couple of days and oh my...is that even humanly possible???  The homeowner had explained that the statue was a very expensive piece and that her ex-husband had purchased it and since it was so unbelievably heavy, the statue was literally hoisted by a crane to the spot it was now resting before the window had been installed during the building process.  That statue was going no where...in fact, it was probably to remain with the house.  OKAY...to the handy tool box I went...hammer...check, glue gun....check, LOIN CLOTHS...UN-CHECK. 

I know you all will ask...we did what we could do with greenery...no, not fig leafs...greenery.  Softly draped to hide the unmentionable act that was captured in stone.  Do I carry loin cloths now...not yet, but I do chuckle every time I think of this incident.