Sunday, October 6, 2013

Once Upon a Chair

Do you have a piece of furniture that you just haven't dealt with? You haven't gotten rid of it because you know it's worth keeping and you haven't spent the money to have it reupholstered because you have teenagers at home, and honestly...what would be the point? In my case it was a chair I inherited. I had a slipcover on it when my kids were little and we called it the story chair. It was when I was going through my "I want Beatrix Potter and C.S. Lewis to come for tea" stage. I read all the classics aloud to them (my children, not the dead authors) while I sat in it.

The kids outgrew that about the time I got a dog who thought the story should be about a dog and a chair. Or a dog in the chair. Then I added another dog and she thought the story was about a dog who slept on top of another dog in the chair while the cat perched on the back and looked at me with an expression that said "You know this is ridiculous, right?"



Oh yes, Cat. I know. 

So here's what I did to remedy the problem, please decor-cat, and upset the dogs to no end.

I reupholstered the chair.

Sort of.

I kind of cheated. I like to call it Chicken Upholstery. (Let me be clear that there have never been any chickens in this chair.) But I was chicken to remove all the old fabric except on the cushion so I didn't. I covered over it. Which was harder and not easier than removing everything, and next time I'll just rip that thing open. Meanwhile the cat and I are trying to decide what to cover the cushion in...we're thinking BOLD.


The next post will be the tutorial, so stay tuned!

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