How the Search for a Chair Changed My Life
North Bohemia Bracelet Seeks Chair in Hoboken, NJ
I grew up sharing my bedroom with my younger sister (no space); through college I had roommates (loud space) and after graduation, I got married (not so happy space). In my mid 20’s I was divorced and decided the best thing to do was to have my own space.
I had a one bedroom apartment in Nashville, my rocking chair from my first marriage and a small meditation area. Since I worked at Futon Store (so 90’s, right?!), I had a few futons too. Ah, all mine.
Then, I met my true love and he moved in with me (back to no space, but very happy space). Here I was, happily remarried and in my late 30’s so we decided to have a child. We were a household of full-time working parents and renovating a building. What were we thinking?
At this point I found myself craving a space to call my own. I knew it could be simple. All I needed was a chair. After a few years of researching “the right chair”, I found myself in an antique store with so many tiny rooms. When I rounded the corner to one room I walked in and there it was, The CHAISE! It was love at first sight.
My Chaise.
And then that old puritanical inner voice said, “you shouldn’t be lounging, you should be sitting. Lounging is indulgent.”
Thank goodness I told that voice to kiss my @#$%.
The Chaise fits me perfectly. She’s pictured above unencumbered. I love how she wraps around my body, how the fabric design and texture makes me feel like I’m on a never-ending summer retreat.
But the most important thing my chair gave me was a place to call my own.
Do you have a space that is just yours? We'd love to hear about it. Share your story in the comments below.
After the photo shoot for our new chokers I headed straight for My Chaise.
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