before and after

We have a consignment store here in town. It's... a little creepy. I've only ventured in twice since we've lived here. Which is insane since I apparently have a thing for buying other people's stuff that they don't want anymore. Anyways, it's always kind of a mad dash through the place because I have to hold my breath.... Yeah.

So this last time as I ran through I spotted an old high chair that sparked my interest. As I'm quickly (running out of breath) scanning over it thinking, "Eight bucks is a freaking STEAL," the owner says, "I'll give it to ya for five." Sold.

So here it is before:

No tray, but sturdy as ever and it slides perfectly under our table. Quinn thinks that's pretty cool.

I didn't realize till I took off the back that it had been recovered before. They used an interesting technique:

Then I realized that since it was metal I wouldn't be able to staple the fabric on. I very nearly swallowed my pride and copied their technique, but then Mandi suggested sewing elastic around the edge to make a sort of gusset. She's brilliant. It worked perfectly. Here's the finished product:


I painted the bottom and the back a creamy white. I don't know what to do about the metal rails. They're a little rusty. But I'll most likely just leave them alone.
I bought some super durable clear vinyl to go over the fabric so that we'd be able to wipe it clean. I feel like a genius.
The fabric is by Heather Ross.

Max approves

that face...

mandatory Mama and boy shot

what?

Operation: More Color and Pattern In My Life is coming along beautifully.