I just stopped in the Salvation Army to donate some stuff and then looked at the furniture...and saw this funky chair. I am tempted to buy Grandma's old wing chair (but not MY grandma's) and turn it into a funky homage to 70's Ethan Allen furniture
What the heck is wrong with me? We're in the late side of winter that's what. Old timers would have called it "cabin fever".
I didn't buy the chair. But it doesn't stop me from seeing it's possibilities.
(UPDATE. I DID buy the chair).
Which leads to telling myself more Big Fat Lies. It takes a special mind to be able to see a chair like this and know, and I mean KNOW that it could be really fun and whimsical. It's a gift to see possibilities. And maybe a curse, too. Because if I had time, I would buy ALL THE CHAIRS. But I must remind myself of the TIME involved....5 hours to strip all the upholstery off and 10-30 hours to recover or make a slipcover. Kind of like this:
|Funky Wing Chairs on Pinterest|
Still, it's tempting...