Remember that sadly tattered french style lounge chair I bought at the Salvation Army for $19.99 months back? And, remember the upholstery fabric debacle that ensued? Choosing, purchasing and subsequently returning a fabric that was just so wrong and then going back to my first instinct, the bold houndstooth, that was just so right? Well, if not, here is the link to take you back to that particular moment in Chandelierious history.
Here is the chair with most excellent bones in need of a dramatic makeover, before:
And, ta-da! After:
(Three degrees of chair.)
She's happy there.