I did, however, walk past a pair of the cutest little chairs covered in a peach velour. I love velour. It is a creepy fascination, but I’m positive it goes back to my childhood. My dad had a rust-colored velour shirt (this was the ’70s, after all) and I would sit on his lap and rub my face against his shirt. So now I love velour.
Anyway, I sat in one of the chairs and it was remarkably comfortable. The cushion could use a little firming up, but otherwise it was great. And then I pulled up the skirt and saw the cutest fluted legs. And I loved the three-button tufts on the back.
And the best part? They were $6 each. Are you kidding me?
Especially with my newfound love of upholstering, I thought this would be the perfect first fully upholstered chair to take on.
Except there is no possible place in my house for these to live. And I already have an upholstery project in waiting in the basement. And I always fall in with expensive fabric, so even though they only cost $12 for both of them, I could easily see this being a $400 project. And I’m not running a furniture store.
So they had to stay. Even writing about them makes me want to run back there and see if they are still there but I must resist.
Step away from the chair, Erin. Step away.