I showed you how I tore apart a ghastly pink chair with good bones. Deconstruction was a BEAST! I was sore for days, but it sure was good for some free aggression therapy. And it was probably good my husband wasn’t home that weekend!
Then I showed you how I painted and antiqued the wood of the chair. I think it turned out pretty good for my first try at antique finishes! And I showed you how I used the original fabric of the chair as a pattern to cut my new fabric. And I showed you how I used my handy-dandy pneumatic staple gun to reupholster the chair with the new fabric.
So what’s left to show you? Oh, YEAH! The finished chair!
Without further ado, here she blows:
Ta daaaaaa! Well, whatdoya think? I think she’s purty. I’m going to call her Eloise. Why? Because it’s a French chair and that’s a French name and it popped into my head just now.
Here are some detail shots:
And not only is she purty, she’s so comfy! She’s my new permanent spot in the living room. So there you have it! My new (old) French chair, Eloise. And in case you didn’t get enough photos, here’s a before and after for ya: