Most, nay all, of my decor decisions are very very well-considered. ‘Well-considered’ is what I like to call the drawn out decision-making process also known as indecision. I can agonize over paint chips, let items sit in my online shopping cart for weeks, and imagine then re-imagine a room for months. This may sound painful to some, but I find inexplicable joy in every second of it.
But then, sometimes, you just know. There is no considering, there are no second thoughts, sometimes a purchase seems so right it smacks you in the head with “why don’t I already own this??”And that’s how I felt with the couch. Actually I can very easily tell you why I didn’t already own it, and that’s quite simply because Ikea doesn’t sell a blue velvet couch.* And so far my sofa curriculum vitae includes Goodwill and two well-loved Ikea sofas.
But on a certain Black Friday 2 weeks after a certain birthday, I was feeling like a grown up and decided it was time to finally give in to a deep blue love that was born in the pages of Domino and continues to this day. Which is nearly a decade. So on that Black Friday I bought a couch, months before my move-in date, long before I had even found the place I would be moving into. Reckless? Maybe. But with the help of copious discounts on top of Black Friday sales, he was worth it.
|sofa, West Elm|