I looked at our ugly black office chair with wheels and felt disgusted.
"This thing is black and we have no black in here and I want to change it." (Said in a very huffy voice, to my son, who in turn, grabbed his toy hammer and said, "my fix it, mama.")
Pacing the house, I started making fervent plans. I would need fabric...did I have it? Yes. Ivory spray paint...did I have it? Yes, a whole can. A staple gun was a must...did I have it? Thanks to my husband, yes.
I set to work, reupholstering and repainting my 7 year old, solid black computer chair from Wal-mart.
I could tell you the back story about this chair but I'll spare you. Just know it's one piece of furniture who has made it through six years, three moves, a marriage and a birth still in tact. You'll understand why I couldn't just throw it out.
This is what I did, y'all.
I took the chair apart using a tiny yellow screw driver and the help of a two year old.
I laid my fabric out flat and put the seat and chair back on top.
Now, nothing I do is perfect and this is no exception. Notice the lovely, jagged edges. I knew I was going to staple the edges of the fabric to the bottom of the seat so I wasn't too bothered.
Plus, I had a helper.
After I cut the fabric, I started stapling. This was an infuriating part of the process for me because the staples wouldn't go in all the way.
You can kind of tell here. I remedied this snafu by banging each staple with a hammer. Pretty? No. Effective? Yes.
Bottom of the chair after stapling. All I ask is that you do not turn my chair over when you come to my house. Then, you'll know all my dirty secrets.
The next step was to spray paint the chair. Let me tell you this was a painstaking part because I chose ivory as the color. And, let me tell you that this took the whole can of spray paint. I believe there are four coats...I lost count after breathing in the fumes after all that time.
Next, I put the chair back together!
And just like that, my crafty itch was scratched.
Believe me when I say that I will be linking up to a ton of parties; this ends an eight month hiatus in my crafting.