So my friend Lexa (she's lextastic) and I were having this great conversation about design, aesthetic, and scale etc. and about how sophisticated our homes would be if we a) had unlimited resources to throw at it and b) no small children. We are both a couple of crafty bitches so the latter of those two is the bigger hiccup in our habitat fantasies. I was telling her about my fascination with all the screen printing going on in the interior biz at the moment. I'm a huge fan of Haute House available at Neiman Marcus and Horchow. Particularly the postage sofa. Then, I saw this gem at Anthropologie.com and the wheels started to turn.
Question: What if your darling daughter or son spills red Hawaiian punch all over your sofa? Before, you go through the entire self loathing cycle of why you decided to give your small child the kiddie equivalent of crack and then question how it spilled in the first place...know it could have just as easily been your ass with a glass of red wine. Or in my specific case, your daughter (who will hopefully be a reknowned artist) taking a ball point pen to your beautiful suede tufted cocktail ottoman and drawing all sorts of scribbles, some of which unwittingly resemble a phallus. She was three, trust me when I say unwittingly.
Answer: Easy Peasy Japaneasy, break out the acrylic fabric paint and get busy. or maybe try a professional upholstery clean up service, but most likely your sofa is toast in this scenario, so get the kids and have some fun with it.
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ReplyDeleteI super lurve that sofa! It's amazing! I think it would be the kind of thing I might, in fact, love more than many human beings! Gorgeous. Now, I'm also thinking about going on a local look-see in some shops in the coming weeks & will happily pass on any interesting finds so you can get that brain of yours working on ideas.
So happy you're back in the blogoshepre-you've been missed.