A Chair Affair!When we have guests over, we ask that they sign a "We won't sue you if your chairs fall out from under us and cause bodily harm or extreme embarrassment" waiver.
Not only are our dining chairs wiggly, but they also sing a chorus of squeaks at the slightest touch.
New dining chairs, however, rank very low on the priority list around here. Our four small people don't seem to be moving out anytime soon and they are so demanding with all of their "we need food and clothing" blah, blah, blah's!
So...my dining chair lust has been confined to Pinterest only. Louis chairs are
So...when I stumbled around the block (fully hopped up on coffee) to my neighbors yard sale, and I saw Louis chairs, I broke out in a full sprint that looked like this:
Ok, so maybe more like this:
I could not believe my eyes! Louis chairs that were calling for me...waiting for me! Some might even call it destiny.
|Cue music for "Beverly Hillbillies"|
|Trying to rally my courage to use this fabric on the medallion|
Here is my plan of attack:
1. Strip current fabric from chairs.
2. Paint with the palest grey chalk paint. (Annie Sloan "Paris Grey" or "French Linen" would be a dreamboat!)
3. Beg gal pal and sewer extraordinaire, Pam, to help reupholster.
4. Have a dinner party free of "Don't sue me" waivers!
This is what I am thinking...what say you?
(If the yard sale house looks familiar, you might remember "A Storybook Cottage For Sale")
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