I think I have a chair problem. I can't see one on the street and not bring it home. My basement is beginning to look like an old folks home - but instead of old folks it's old, bedraggled, slightly confused-looking chairs.
They migrate around the house depending upon my whim (and need for seating). Right now I've got this emerald green velvet fella up in the nook in our room.
The back (where your head would rest) is slightly greasy and needs a good cleaning, so until I get around to that, I've draped a blanket over it. See no grease, be not scared of grease. Easy peasy.
If it doesn't clean up well, I'm debating covering it in a charcoal velvet - a color I think would go well with its masculine shape. I also need to re-stuff the seat cushion so that it looks less tired. Other than that, I'm really loving the way it looks in our room next to the little Christmas tree.
You really can't beat the price, either...free-ninety-nine!