Sometimes I get stuck on matching the color I imagined for something and try to find it in real life. Most times I am not successful and I settle for plan b, or go in a totally different direction that will not remind me of what could not be. This is the color I imagined delivered in a very unexpected form. I’m going to go downtown to sit on them. Cannot beat the price, and they are so ugly that they are almost pretty.
That’s cabin furniture right? I shudder when I think what both our mother’s might say….