I’m a procrastinator of the worst kind. Sometimes that gets me into trouble, and sometimes it works out okay. This was one of the okay times.
Months ago I bought three yards of this buffalo check fabric to recover my dining room chairs and then never got around to doing it.
When I found these French-style chairs at an estate sale in January, I started to look for a fabric to have them recovered in. (Several people mentioned that they liked the blue and white fabric that was on them, and I did too, but it was too stained and faded to keep.)
I thought I would go with a simple, solid fabric. Maybe a linen. But some of those I asked for advice (my mom and my friends Mary and Kathleen) encouraged me to think about a pattern. After looking and not finding just the right fabric, I realized I already had it in the buffalo check.
I ordered some more yardage and Chuck, my reupholsterer, did the heavy lifting.
Chuck guesses that these chairs are probably from the 1960s. I like knowing that kind of stuff.
I knew I wanted to use the chairs in front of the living room fireplace, but I was unsure what to do with the ottoman. There wasn’t room for it in front of the chairs, because of the coffee table (which I wanted to keep). Eventually I decided to use it as an end table.
Some estate sale coffee table books and a silver tray provide flat surfaces on top and turn it into a table of sorts. And they can easily be moved if we need the ottoman for extra seating.
And the silver tray? It was the result of more procrastinating, that I blogged about here.
Procrastination comes full circle in the living room.