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My living room is around 75 percent complete (aesthetically speaking). I’ve got the bar cart, a tv stand, bar stools, a large couch, and a decent coffee table. It’s got a bit of a farmhouse vibe – rustic, with shades of taupe, muted white, and brown. I never meant for it to feel like something out of a Town and Country magazine, but I don’t hate it. That being said, I’m not comfortable with it in its current state. It’s missing a piece.
I’ve been struggling with finding something to place in the northernmost corner of my living room, next to the television stand and a window overlooking the leafy street below. I thought at one point about buying a giant cactus to plop down in this corner, but it would have thrown off the warm, equestrian look I have going on right now. I considered a hanging wall plant, but ultimately decided against it because truth be told, I was overwhelmed by the options you can choose from.
I have enough seating in my living room right now to host a decent pregame – four barstools and a couch (and that’s not even mentioning the kitchen counter which is always a fan favorite). And I knew in the back of mind that a plant would never fill that pesky corner like a chair would, but I needed to entertain that idea before I fully dove into research for a recliner or lounge chair.
I’ve searched high and low on Craigslist, Amazon, Wayfair, West Elm, Crafters and Weavers, and IKEA for ideas. I’ve scoured over user reviews, putting too much stock into the negative and not enough into the positive.
There have been a few instances where I’ve had a nice mahogany colored leather chair in my cart, but I’ve never been able to pull trig on anything. When it comes to furniture I prefer going into a physical store.
Sitting in something is the only real way to know whether or not it’s comfortable. No amount of positive user reviews can give you an idea of what it’s like to come home after a day at work and sit down in that recliner or lounge chair with a highball of scotch and just not think for a few minutes.
And so last Saturday morning I stepped inside a Crate and Barrel with a very rough idea of what I wanted. I can’t lie to you, I was intimidated. And honestly, I don’t know what I was thinking.
That place is upscale and I knew I was out of my element the second I started observing the clientele. Helicopter parents in their mid-30s with stern faces and six dollar lattes from the independent coffee shop down the street were everywhere. Old women who no doubt had names like Muffy, Tinny, and Poppy perused expensive stemware with skeptical gazes. And then there was me, a twenty-something on a fixed budget with a garden variety hangover testing out chairs while employees looked at me and assumed one thing and one thing only — this motherfucker can’t afford us.
Waltzing into the C&B on a sunny weekend morning was a fun way to spend a few hours. Perhaps I was still drunk. Maybe we can chalk this up to youthful ignorance, but one thing was certain after I sat down in a $1,100 Cavett Wood frame chair – I could not afford this shit.
And it wasn’t just the chairs. The appliance section of C&B could have kept me busy for the entire afternoon. Shiny pots, pans, and high-end mixers for baking lined the entire first floor. It was all very much out of my price range, and I walked out of that place after sampling four chairs and a few kitchen knick-knacks with my tail between my legs. Of course, I liked most of the leather chairs and fun kitchen appliances inside C&B. Expensive things are nice to look at. But I have to re-evaluate how I’m furniture shopping on Saturday mornings. I’m hitting up a Salvation Army next weekend and a few garage sales. Maybe I’ll get lucky. Maybe I won’t. But I know one thing for certain – Crate and Barrel is a place where furniture dreams go to die. .
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