So there I was in my normally happy mood at the brocante shop when I saw (in my opinion) this lovely big fluffy comfortable banquette (bench with a cushion).
I took out my mental-not-in-order-of-importance-notebook, and went through the checklist that is:
1- Need a sofa for the Paris apartment. Check: Yes
2- Within my price range. Check: Yes
3- Must "fit" the look. Check: More or less...
4- No work needed. Check Yes.
5- Must fit up the stairwell, not too heavy and through the front door. Check I doubt it.
6- MUST be Comfortable or my family will kill me. Check NO, a big fat NO.
French Husband just stood and stared at me in disbelief. He had that look that said,
"Don't you even dare ask me what I think."
I simply said, "Wrong color."
Though this Paris apartment is doing all sorts of weird things to my styling palette...
Deer horns, brown wooden armoire, charcoal of a nude man, painted black head board...
A comfortable sofa might make it after all.