Saturday, September 24, 2011

So Much For Plans ...

I think I know.

And then, very often, I realize that I don't.

Or I didn't.

Didn't have the whole picture.

But then, who does?

The picture is always changing. Every moment is a single frame in the film of my life, and the beginning will look nothing like the end.

Still, sometimes I have an idea in my head and I think it's a good one, but then, things turn out even better than I planned.

Yesterday was one of those days.

Because of a chair.

Yes, kids, all of this metaphysical prelude is about a chair.

Let me explain.

In my living room, I have a chair. A big chair. A comfy chair. It takes up a fair amount of space, and this room does not have a fair amount of space to give. It's rather small, and it's the room that links all the other rooms in my house, so there is very much a necessity for traffic flow.

Small room + need for traffic flow + wall containing large window and front door + wall containing double closet = not a lot of options for layout

So, the time had come to bid farewell to the comfy chair. I love the comfy chair. And we've been together a long time. It's not you, chair. It's me. I've just moved on.

Still, that decision was not made without some guilt. There are people in the world who have almost nothing to call their own, and here I am, in a house, surrounded by comfort, and wanting to rid myself of a piece of furniture simply because I've grown tired of it. Oh, first-world problems, you unsettle me.

But if my life is changing, I reasoned, my space should be changing, too. And this has been a very pivotal year, and so I started to look for chairs that would work in my small space.

I love — love, love, lovethis chair from Angelo.

Isn't she a stunner?

My love of paisley runs deep, and I'm always up for a bit more black in a room.

And the castered leg? Perfection.

But ... .

In my mind, I wanted a pair of chairs, facing my loveseat. (That I want to replace the loveseat is another story for another time.)

And the paisley stunner, while stunning, is too big to use in a pair in this room.

So the search continued for smaller chairs.

I thought about these chairs, but honestly, if I bring one more brown element into this room, well, I don't know what I'll do, but I know that more brown is not what I need.

Still, the slipper chair idea was feeling right. Less visual weight. More openness. That's what this room needs, being so wee.

And then I saw these.

Some months had gone by. Angelo was back on QVC, and had placed these around a dining table (as well as in other vignettes on the set) and they looked awesome.

But they also looked like they'd be too low for dining.

Oh, Beth, Beth, Beth.

Do not doubt Angelo.

The man knows his chairs. As they are literally his chairs.

And he knows design. Inside out.

I will never doubt him again.

I bought a pair (they're sold in pairs) and they arrived and I put them together (which was simple to do) and my mom stopped by unexpectedly the next morning and stepped inside my living room and put her hand to her heart and gasped.

Oh, that's right: My mother gasped when she saw these chairs.

That's how fabulous they are. They're gasp-worthy.

She was so excited about how great they'd be in this room. (I write in my living room.)

So was I.

Big comfy chair would be relegated to the underfurnished basement and these new stunners would take its place. Open up the space. Represent a new phase in my life.

But I would need a hand to get the comfy chair downstairs, so in the meantime, I decided to put Angelo's chairs in another room (somewhere; I don't have a big house) just to get the living room back to rights. The jumble of furniture was irking me.

I walked around, thinking about where to stash his chairs (not in the basement; these are not basement chairs), and as I stood in my dining area, I thought about his stint on QVC.

"Do they really work at a dining table?", I wondered.

So I fetched one from the living room and plunked it in the dining room and ...



I love the black and off-white with the wood tone of my table!

And I love the graphic pattern with the pedestal base.

Love. Love, love, love.

Now then.


These seats of these chairs are wider than the seats of the chairs that currently surround my dining table. So, six? Not gonna happen. For dining, yes, but pushed in? No. Though I can stash one in the corner, I suppose.

But five? Five would be lovely. Four would look too sparse. And I grew up in a family of five, so I'm used to five chairs around a table. And odd numbers are just nice.

These chairs have a much lower back than the Parsons chairs I currently have around the table, and for a moment yesterday, that looked odd, but then it looked just fine. Modern.

So I need more chairs.

The current dining chairs will be reunited with their table which was moved down to the basement which is awesome for extra seating when I have a party. (Which is rarely, but still.) No longer will I have to borrow chairs from my brother.

And I will have spiffy new chairs in the dining room.

And now I need to find a new chair solution for the living room.

But I'm sure Angelo will come up with something else soon that I'll love.

And in the meantime, I'm glad to still have my comfy chair. Turns out, I wasn't quite ready to let it go.


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