The Easter Bunny brought my mother a set of 8 homemade cloth napkins with a tropical pattern on one side of each and a bright pattern fabric on the other side. I walked passed the primary material at Joann when I was there to buy fabric dye and I actually did a double take, back-tracking to pick up the bolt of fabric for further examination.
Why do I like this? I asked myself. What would I do with this? Why can’t I shake the feeling that my mom would like it? What would she do with two yards of gaudy tropical birds? After much puttering back and forth and even a phone call to find out if she would use a set of silly, bright cloth napkins (answer: no), I bought some of the fabric anyway. Later she sent me an email saying that she would in fact use them if they were sturdy and large enough to be practical rather than decorative, which was good because I had already started assembling them.
I have spent a non-zero number of minutes folding and refolding the napkins and just admiring them in rainbow order on my coffee table. As long as I can remember I’ve liked things ordered by color. In elementary school my sock drawer was carefully organized in rainbow order. (It was 1991, I had many slouchy socks of different colors.) Any crayons, colored pencils, and markers I’ve owned throughout the years have been re-ordered in their boxes. My closet is sorted by hue. It’s so pleasing to the mind, just look!
I updated two tall bar chairs with blue fabric. I got the chairs, along with a tall bistro table that is still at my old house until I transport it to the apartment, free from a friend’s mother a couple years ago when she was downsizing. I’ve never been super keen on the stripey seat covers and finally got around to changing them, which took half an hour with the aid of a screwdriver, some packing tape, and a drill.
I was surprised to find that I didn’t have as much fabric in my stash as I expected that would fit two chairs. I chose the blue Galaxy print for now. The previous person had added the striped material using duct tape, and I did my reupholstering with packing tape because it’s what I had on hand.
I bought a large bulletin board from Goodwill during the last 50% Off Saturday Sale. My original plan when looking for another bulletin board was to pull off the frame, paint the borders, and reattach the edges. The only large one at the store that day was half bulletin/half whiteboard, and the pressed wood edges didn’t seem like they’d take kindly to being pulled off and reattached. I bought it anyway because at $3.50 the price was right.
As I mulled it over, I realized the back would work with pushpins. I painted the whole thing with my favorite paint leftover from my dining chairs. (You can see one of the dining chairs in the bottom picture.) I didn’t even have to take it outside because I had left some cardboard trash by the back door for several days somebody was storing a cardboard box in the sun room and it was a great protective surface when flattened out, and the low VOCs paint didn’t fill the house with poisonous gases when painting indoors.
A piece of turquoise print fabric was the perfect size, thus validating my purchase of the fabric when I hadn’t had anything particular in mind for it at the time besides really liking the color. The fabric is attached with clear pushpins, which means I can change it with ease down the line. I might give the same treatment to the other bulletin board with a quieter fabric.