I was on Pinterest this afternoon killing time and came across several tutorials for making your own sofa slipcovers. I have an old wood frame sofa that is already slip covered, as seen here:
It is not all that awful in person, just a little dated. I want something neutral. I have thought often about taking the slipcover apart and using it for a pattern for a new one… but then I worried about what I would do in the meantime to cover the sofa (did I mention it looks like dorm furniture when it is not covered? Seriously, the boy said it looked like firewood on the day we moved in.)… and what if I failed miserably??? Then I have torn up the slip cover and would have to pay someone to make it or buy a whole new sofa. The boy wouldn’t go for either of those options, so I put my plans on the back burner fearing the worst would happen.
I have a sewing machine, but my skills are super limited. Then I saw this blog:
How to make a couch slipcover, part 2 | HoneyBear Lane.
Seems easy enough… and even she professes to have limited sewing skills. A pillow I can make (I think). Plus, I have a mom who has excellent sewing skills, and an endless amount of canvas drop cloths left over from making curtains.
So, the question of the day is do I try it?
That is what I keep telling the boy each time I walk in our living room. He, however, has taken to calling me an Indian giver. You see, I told him that I had found him some lamps for his man’s room (AKA the den). I thought the eagles made these brassy beauties kind of manly.
Here is the before… (please excuse the Iphone photos and the Christmas clutter in the background)
So lovely… right? They were $4 each at Goodwill. I saw them one day last week, rolled my eyes and moved on. Then a few days later, I thought about them again and wondered how they might look painted glossy white. I figured there was no harm in spending the $8 and taking a chance. NYE morning, I went outside with my can of primer and glossy white… and woohoo! I was impatient, so other than a wipe down with Simple Green and taping the electrical parts, I did not do any prepping. If I were to have done everything by the book, I should have hit the metal and wood with steel wool to ensure the paint would adhere.
The shades were $14… a purchase I had made for some other thrift store beauties, but they were too small. Please excuse the wrappers that are still on them. I took the photo before I was certain I was going to keep the shades. Perfect fit for these guys. Here is another shot of the lamps all lit up at night.
Because I thrive on instant gratification, I put them on the sofa table in our living room just to see how they looked… and you know what, I fell in love with them. When I showed them to the boy, he responded by saying that he thought they were for him. I hemmed and hawed… and then he called me an Indian giver. Not nice, right?
I told him he could have them once I found something comparable for that space. Secretly, however, I am hoping that he forgets. Who knows… maybe Goodwill have has some other lovelies that are more manly and in need of a makeover???
So, we’ve decided to start blogging. Well, at least half of us has started blogging. The other half is watching James Taylor on PBS. I hate James Taylor… so much so that I instantly threaten to poke sharp objects in my eyes or ears when subjected to his music. Yes, I am from North Carolina and I strongly dislike James Taylor. Sleepy music I call it.
What are we going to talk about here… other than my strong dislike of sleepy music??? We have a new marriage, new home and lots of beautiful WNC roads for riding motorcycles, and I really need to pick a freakin’ paint color for the kitchen.
Occasionally, I might also feel the urge to blog about the goings on next door. Yes, I spy on my neighbors. I am not too proud to admit it. They provide us with some really nice entertainment. Did I mention we just bought a house in the last year? We have decorating projects, home improvement needs, and bills… so free entertainment is welcome around here.
I like to cook, and the boy likes to eat. He, too, likes to cook, but he is southern… so we are talking fried foods. He makes a mean frogmore stew and salmon patties and grits, though. We made crab cakes, steamed asparagus with hollandaise sauce and orzo last night. Yummy! So, we will throw out a recipe every now and again, I’m sure.
Till next time…