Maroon Sofa Pillows for a Living Room With a Retro Streak
My dad walked into my living room last month, took one look at the maroon sofa I’d just reupholstered myself, then clocked the pile of pillows I’d dumped on it…
My dad walked into my living room last month, took one look at the maroon sofa I’d just reupholstered myself, then clocked the pile of pillows I’d dumped on it…
I counted them once, on a Sunday afternoon when I should have been reconciling my own budget spreadsheet instead of my throw pillow inventory. Fourteen. Fourteen pillows, rotating through one…
Sunday afternoon, I’m on the living room floor with a seam ripper, taking the zipper out of a pillow cover that died on me after eight months, because the insert…
The sofa showed up on a Tuesday, and by Thursday I had genuinely convinced myself I’d made a terrible decision. Not about the sofa itself, the sofa was fine, a…
I was steam ironing a pillowcase on my actual ironing board, not because I’m suddenly a person who irons, but because I’d just washed four covers and they came out…
My colleague Ron walked into my living room in October, looked at the sofa, looked at me, and said, “Did you rob a Sizzler.” Which is unkind, and also not…
My sister Dana walked into my living room in February, took one look at the new sofa, and said, “Ben. It’s the color of a terracotta pot. You bought a…
I counted them last month, actually, out of curiosity more than anything. Client living rooms with a silver sofa, since the start of the year: six. Not gray, which is…
I count them most Sunday mornings when I’m folding the throw and putting the living room back together after the dog’s had the run of it, and it’s somewhere between…
I bought a taupe sofa in 2019 because a magazine told me it was a “safe” choice, and I believed it, and then I spent an entire year hating that…