You know when you change something in your home and it just doesn’t feel quite right? Some people ignore that feeling and learn to live it. Others, search Facebook Marketplace incessantly. (I’ll let you guess which one I am.) This is the tale of a hundred(ish) chairs–or at least, I’m sure it feels that way to my family. I went back through my old pictures to see how many different chairs I’ve tried in this little sitting area in the kitchen, and it may have been more than I remembered.
We started with the classic spool chair (which I do really love) in a LIGHT fabric. I don’t care how Sunbrella or family friendly a fabric is suppose to be. Nothing can compete with tiny fingers covered in Cheeto dust. We kept these for several years until I sold them on Marketplace. I didn’t feel like I wanted to invest the money in reupholstery when the kids were still so little.
I quickly found some uncomfortable, pleather chairs on Marketplace for a steal. They were pretty crappy quality and not even comfortable, but they were cheap and readily available. A really terrible reason to buy something for your home. Lesson learned.
Next, I moved on to more Marketplace chairs. These were leather, much more comfortable and made by Lee Industries. Unfortunately, they were just too big–a fact I tried to ignore for a while. Eventually, these were moved up to my oldest son’s room/tv area.
My dad and I found this vintage chair and ottoman set for $300 on one of our thrifting adventures. The size was perfect for the space and the fabric worked with my walls.
It was a win/win until we used the heck out of them and the lightweight fabric started ripping. A local fabric store reached out to me about partnering for a project, and it seemed like magical timing. I had them recovered in a dark gray velvet and all seemed pretty perfect until. . .
THESE chairs popped upon Facebook Marketplace. (I was not actively looking for chairs, by the way. No, really.) I cannot resist a good chinoiserie print and a young family was selling these for $100 for the pair. I immediately went to get them–and the velvet chairs now happily live in our bedroom. The gray ottoman still worked here, thankfully.
They’re definitely older and the fabric has some wear for sure, but all of the pattern helps to disguise that for the most part. My guess is that they were handed down from their parents and they probably couldn’t wait to get rid of them. Lucky me!
I know I’ve said this a hundred (well, actually seven) times before, but they really do seem perfect for the space. 
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