September 25, 2008
scenes from an intervention
If there's one thing I actually don't need, it's chairs. Also, I don't like pink. So why did I keep coming back to these?
THIS, I like. My couch mandate, as determined by me throwing out half-hearted sullen sentence fragments that are then translated by my captors dear devoted well-meaning and better-nested friends, is "squishy but not sloppy". Two problems: It's red, and it's suede. I love it so much I'd almost slipcover it. Almost.
And my lifelong Populuxe obsession manifests again. Do you have any idea how hard it is to find futurist furniture that's not ghastly uncomfortable? See above, re: don't need chairs, but...
I finally figured it out. You moved to L.A. because it's the most natural environment for your egg chair/tiki hut fixations.
Posted by: Stella at September 25, 2008 08:49 AMRight? Architecturally, I'm in heaven. I don't want a REAL tiki hut; just a 1950s facsimile of one.
(Am I thinking about decorating the bathroom like one? Yes, I am. But only because doing the kitchen instead would overwhelm the entire apartment.)
Posted by: Holly at September 25, 2008 08:51 AMLooooove that couch. Even in red, which is saying something.
Is that green chair a glossy polycarbonate? It's hard to tell, but if so: snatch that up!
Posted by: The Great Barstoolio at September 25, 2008 09:45 AMIt IS. Like, Mountain-Dew-bottle green. And it's COMFY. But I really, really don't need any more chairs. But I'm sort of in love with this one.
Posted by: Holly at September 25, 2008 09:49 AMUntil I moved in May, I was in 500 square feet with 9 chairs and a couch that seats 3.
I will be no help to your pocketbook here.
Posted by: The Great Barstoolio at September 25, 2008 09:51 AM