One day several years ago, not long after the birth of my son, I bought a bare wood footstool thinking it would be nice upholstered. Footstools are just ultra-handy for all sorts of purposes, and especially if you are short like me and your feet dangle from even...
In my household, there are certain forces of nature (4-year-old child, cats, husband) who are the natural foes of pristine surfaces. Which is why my upholstery is all, by design, brown. I sigh over delicate silks and pretty prints and ivory leather, and think,...
