So, I did have a rough time this summer, but my rough time did channel itself into some excellent retail therapy. Below is the AMAZING sectional (for which I placed the order July 7, for I needed it to be custom for fabric and configuration as opposed to the warehouse model, though, yes, I also successfully bargained with the sales dude to give me the price of the floor model) that made my breakup TOTALLY worthwhile (because I’d been talking myself out of buying such a piece for about two years, as furniture ain’t exactly a good impulse buy, given the expense, but a change in life circumstances sometimes makes one feel empowered to make large purchases.)
It is everything a girl could want! It seats so many (my old sofa sat three, in uncomfortably close proximity) and it is so shiny and new (my old sofa had stains and a tear in the arm)! I may need to entertain soon, just so that people will sit all over the sofa (so I don’t feel like I bought the sofa just for cat seating – see second picture).
It does make the room feel… cozier. But, as I’ve sat with it throughout the afternoon, it is not too gigantic, even though when they first moved it in I freaked out a little that it might have been a LARGE (and unreturnable because CUSTOM!!!) mistake. The reality is that what it does is create an “entryway” where the door is, rather than it feeling like you walk directly into the living room. (So there is like 5′ that is now cut off from the “seating area,” which is like 17′.) And the color, described as “rust” in the furniture store, turns out almost to exactly match the “brick” of my fireplace, which is in no way a bad thing, and, in fact, is probably a good thing. So it is neither orange nor brown, but rather a rich purply-orangy-browny-red-tinged color, which I suppose IS the color of some rust, but not what I would call “rust-colored”. Which turns out to be delightful, and to go very well with my woodwork and all my things on walls – and to really bring out the loveliness of the newly painted “Riesling” colored walls!. And it goes well with my curtains!!!! (And given all my fucking windows, I really can’t afford to HAVE to buy new curtains right now.)
A thing about me and decorating: I do, I think, have “taste,” or at least a “style” that is my own – as people do disagree about questions of taste. I know what I like, and I’m not at all about things being matchy matchy, or trendy. But I also am not a person who has a scrapbook of rooms I like, or who has a named “style” – like shabby chic, or french country, or colonial, or contemporary, or something – or who carries around swatches, or who actually “measures” in some sort of technical sense – which would involve a tape-measure rather than “eyeballing” it – before walking into a furniture store.
Thus, every time I buy furniture I do get a little bit of an anxious feeling when it’s delivered because WHAT IF I SAW WRONG?!?!?! So far, I have never seen wrong. I apparently am good about estimating the size of things, and also good with knowing what colors will look “right” with my existing stuff. My mom, upon seeing the picture, complimented me on my seeming knack for being able to know what will “go” without buying stuff that matches. I feel like this talent of mine is not unlike my savant-like abilities with egg cookery.
But so anyway, take a gander!!!! I am so pleased!!!! (And if you hate it, shut up!!!! I can’t return it!!!!)