I have a thing for chairs. Some people like shoes; I like chairs and bags. I found this lovely one a few years ago in the op shop and it's been sitting in our lounge ever since, looking sad and unloved. The problem with somebody like me is that I can see the potential in something so well that I stop seeing the ugly and just imagine the finished product. And so she sat there for a while, until finally I cut off the ugly covers and recovered her. It only took me a few hours and now she looks very smart and mid-century-like. Here's the ugly:
Then I covered the foam squabs with some left-over batting from the stool project:
And here she is, much nicer and very comfortable to sit in.