Remember when I was working through my living room curtain uncertainty, and mentioned that I’d be re-covering my sofa? Well, it’s done. And it’s home. And it’s AMAZING.
If you’ll recall, this was the original sofa (along with a mock-up of what white curtains would look like in this space).
And this was the projected yellow sofa with those projected curtains (before we somewhat misguidedly painted the mirror silver).
And here is the sofa now, along with temporary curtains:
I ain’t even gonna lie: it is even better in real life than I ever imagined it would be. Took me somewhere around 19 swatches–no exaggerating–to finally find the right fabric. It’s a wool/poly blend, and while I generally avoid poly like it’s the source of all zombie viruses, in this case, it gives the fabric a real heft and recovery that I like, and it’s a very small percentage of the overall content, so I gave it a pass.
It might have been the weave that really tipped things over the edge. See how it’s this really bold, over-stated weave? And how this corn color is nothing short of life-changing? OK, maybe not life changing in the way that, say, a miracle cure would be, or meeting the love of your life. But man, does this puppy give a boost to my mornings every time I walk past the room. And it has done nothing short of transform the atmosphere in our house, no joke–that pop of bright joy where a lump of down-and-out day-old chocolate used to be? An injection of happy, nothing less.
There is still PLENTY left to do in this room:
- have lamp repaired (because, like a dork, I set it down to polish the side table and knocked it over, making the fitting loose so it won’t support a shade or hold a bulb anymore–the lamp on the left is currently decorative)
- either re-paint the mirror black or find a new mirror (or both, with the painted mirror the temporary fix until we find a piece of art)
- to throw pillow or not to throw pillow? (am leaning very hard in the direction of piped boxed skiiiiiiny pillows along the entire back of the sofa)
- re-plant the tree in the larger pot and locate a smaller indoor plant for the blue pot–that’s a houseplant tragedy over there (and maybe move them to the other side of the room?)
- find some glass wall plant sconces like these for the wall behind the plant
- score myself a Craig’s List Eames chair–I know it’s out there–for the corner opposite the plants
- oh, and FINALLY figure out the right fabric to sew the forever drapes for this room, rather than the white linen temporary ones
So, yeah, we’ve got a long way to go in here, but as I tell my husband: when you pull back and look at the long train, you can see that we’ve come a zillion light years from where we began, and the rest is the details. This is like constructing a garment, where the major seams do the most work, but take the least time; it’s the details that really make the dress stand out, but they take a little longer. We’re in detail land right now, but we’ll be pulling into the station soon enough.
And that’s enough mixed metaphors for one day.