pink.chair
Monday, November 15th, 2010
sooooooooooo when i moved to ridgewood, i didn’t bring one of my favorite things in the entire world with me… i’m not even entirely sure why, because i had opportunities with sophie’s array of large cars to bring it over… but for whatever reason, i had left it at my mothers house. and it was the worst decision, ever.
about six years ago, i was strolling through the warehouse part of ikea and came across what seemed like hundreds of piled up, chunky plastic chairs. my best friend sophie had one and i always thought it was cute, and at that time they were carrying hot pink ones… so i grabbed one at the amazing price of…………… $5! (#best) and it was seriously one of my favorite things about my bedroom decor.
when i moved out of my moms house this last time, my younger sister ended up taking my old room because it was larger than hers was. and that’s where i had left my precious chair.
one weekend, we were painting her new room from my dreary dark gray to a lovely shade of dark purple. and she thought it would be a genius idea to stand on my chair to paint an area that was higher than she could reach…
not so genius.
she went right through the damn chair with one of her legs.
sooooooooooo when i moved to ridgewood, i didn’t bring one of my favorite things in the entire world with me… i’m not even entirely sure why, because i had opportunities with sophie’s array of large cars to bring it over… but for whatever reason, i had left it at my mothers house. and it was the worst decision, ever.
about six years ago, i was strolling through the warehouse part of ikea and came across what seemed like hundreds of piled up, chunky plastic chairs. my best friend sophie had one and i always thought it was cute, and at that time they were carrying hot pink ones… so i grabbed one at the amazing price of…………… $5! (#best) and it was seriously one of my favorite things about my bedroom decor.
when i moved out of my moms house this last time, my younger sister ended up taking my old room because it was larger than hers was. and that’s where i had left my precious chair.
one weekend, we were painting her new room from my dreary dark gray to a lovely shade of dark purple. and she thought it would be a genius idea to stand on my chair to paint an area that was higher than she could reach…
not so genius.
she went right through the damn chair with one of her legs.



























