Yesterday, my husband said to me, "this room would look a lot better without this [kids'] table in it." To which I replied, "this room would look a lot better if we didn't have that puke couch."
The sofa I speak of is a putty-colored, "ultrasuede" unit I bought eons ago for my apartment. Considering its department store, bargain price, I should be grateful it has held up to all these years of abuse, and I am, but I'm also well beyond the point of craving something just a tad more stylish. Something say....like zeeesh
The sofa I speak of is a putty-colored, "ultrasuede" unit I bought eons ago for my apartment. Considering its department store, bargain price, I should be grateful it has held up to all these years of abuse, and I am, but I'm also well beyond the point of craving something just a tad more stylish. Something say....like zeeesh
Vibrant = the perfect anecdote to our putty blahness
Small but elegant. Well, I can dream, can't I?
Tête à tête, anyone? (yeah, now I'm really dreamin')
Pure white and tufted. I must be out of my mind, but it's sooooo glorious!
Hey, Sofia! Get out of my gray English roll-arm!
Jenna's sofa. Seen it a million times - never get tired of it.
Well, hey there, YOU. Yeah, YOU, formal sofa with an "I'm still comfy" vibe. In the words of Prince, "I wanna be yo luvah." Ditto for the giant, framed suzanis. Another thing I still revere.
Squishy, linen slips - the ultimate in casual comfort.
Oh the choices...good thing I probably won't have to worry about making one anytime soon.
sources: simply grove, thirteen and south, decorpad, flickr
sources: simply grove, thirteen and south, decorpad, flickr
