Well, what I failed to mention to him is that I had no idea how to reupholster a chair. Never done it before in my life. Closest I've come to re-doing a piece of furniture is when I made a slipcover that turned out pretty bad. But the only way he was going to let me keep my beloved (although atrociously pink) chair was if I followed through on my
So I googled my little heart out looking for tutorials. And I bought a book. And I researched fabric and supplies. And then I bought said fabric and supplies. And then two weekends ago Lobster went out of town for the entire weekend on a business retreat and I knew it was my chance to tackle the Great Reupholstery Project of 2011. His being out of town gave me the freedom to cuss and scream and turn the living room into a craft room while watching all seven Harry Potter movies and drinking several bottles of wine and not have to 'splain nothin' to nobody.
And I'm glad he wasn't there to witness what I became during this project. I didn't shower. I hardly ate. I drank far too much. And I had several fights with the Chair, the pink fabric, old rusty staples and a pair of pliers. I may need a tetanus shot. It wasn't pretty. But, in the end, I DID IT! And I'm going to show you my process in three parts: Deconstruction, Rebirth and Reveal.
So without further ado, here is Part 1 of how I reinvented The Pink Chair:
- Staple remover tool
- Needle nose pliers
- Flat head screwdriver (not shown)
- A bottle of Purple Cowboy (one of my faves, you must try it)
- Harry Potter movies 1-3
IMPORTANT NOTE: I took pictures of (almost) every step so that I could use them as a guide when I put everything back together. This process is far too complicated to just wing it! Also, I was VERY careful to preserve every piece that I took off so that I could use it as a pattern when cutting my new fabric.
Then I repeated the staple pull, tug, trash on the pink fabric on the front of the chair. The entire staple-pulling process took the most time out of the whole project. I swear there were at least 10,000 staples in that freakin' chair.
SO. I decided to also keep the original foam (again, no idea where to buy it and didn't find it necessary to replace it) but I determined that it would stay on the frame of the chair while I painted the wood. First, because I'm lazy. Second, because even if I got paint on the foam, who would ever see it? Are you with me? I may be a perfectionist, but I ain't crazy.
That's just bloody ridiculous, Texas.
So, there you have it. A chair deconstructed. Stay tuned for Part 2: Rebirth and Part 3: Reveal.