When the Sears catalog came, I would gather my little twin sissies around, put the new treasure of goodies in the middle, we would lie down on the floor and proceed to look at the “wish book” page by page. When we got to women’s clothing, we would go one by one across the page-this is yours, this is mine, this is yours. We would either be delighted or wish we had been first, but we formed wardrobes in our minds as we “picked” the new season’s offerings. Sometimes we would get to the furniture and repeat the process. Of course, there were no leather Chesterfield couches in the 1950’s version of the Sears wish book, but I do believe that exercise of looking at styles, colors, shapes of furnishings help shape my idea of what was “pretty” what was “cute” and what I would love to have in my home as an adult.
Leather Chesterfield couch! Took my breath away every time I saw one in a design magazine-there was something about the richness of the upholstery-always leather-the nails stretching the fabric to a sheen and adding such character and class.
So, a few years back when we decided/needed to update our family room furniture, I imagined that everything in the room would be built around my beautiful Chesterfield sofa. Nay. Nay.
Having more ideas than $$ led me to rethink the whole idea-thus, this charming little leather chair and foot stool. It had so much of the what I saw and loved in the lovely, yet stupidly expensive Chesterfield-a high quality leather, a bit of beautiful hardware and wood with a grain/stain that enhanced the look. Sold!
It is “my” place and, of course, I share it with, Romeo the Cavalier that owns my heart and my chair. We read there just about everyday. The light is from the Southeast-wonderful in every season. I have a stack of books in the shelf nearby: my scriptures, my journals, meditation guides, current reading. It is my little corner of the world.
Did all this start because my sissies and I thumbed through a Sears wish book and claimed looks and designs as our own? Maybe. I do believe that envisioning the life we want-whether it is in our surroundings or in our hearts begins in thought. So, tear out those pictures in magazines that make your heart skip a beat-you may not end up with that exact look, but my guess is some elements of those pictures will be found when one day, you decide/need to update a room.