Last fall, mom and I were wandering around an antique store in Mount Vernon. My eyes found a striking mid-century chair.
"Come look at this chair, mom!"
She replied from the other end of the loft, "I found a chair I like, too."
And she had. The mate to mine.
But guess what! I live here and she doesn't...so they are living with me!
I love the simplicity of the danish modern styling and the fun cutout on the back. Joe picked out the new fabric for the cushions, and I added fresh foam.
As I write this, I am thinking that too much gloating might be a bad idea. Since the great chair arm-wrestling tournament, mom has found a simply gorgeous sideboard that just would not fit in tne overhead bin on my flight back home.
Oh well. You can't win them all.