Today I had a case of the Mean Reds, but this little chair came to my rescue. There I was, innocently driving down the street, when it called out to me. I swear it said, "Hi Pink!" in a little squeaky voice. The windows were down since it was a beautiful day, and when a chair talks to me I pay attention. I'll have to spend some time tonight with Chair Fag to figure out how to refinish it (oh, and hide it from Husband who never understands why something 40 years old and peeling - hey wait, I'm almost forty - is better than a new chair from Pottery Barn.) But shhhhh...you and I know that this little chair and I were meant to find each other. Isn't she beeeeeeeeeeeeeautiful?
Gotta go check out the Chairfag site...I just rehabbed a chair myself. $10 from Goodwill. Now I'm on a mission to do more! :) Definitely look into liquid sandpaper, it'll save your life (well, your arm and shoulder at least!)
Posted by: Tara | March 25, 2009 at 06:18 PM