I guess I inherited this trait from my mother. She always likes to decorate with chairs. So when I moved into my very first apartment she was fast in joining me with the furniture shopping. We hit several antique stores to find accent pieces – that was what she taught me. Anchor the room with great antiques. We found some really nice stuff and had some really nice fun together, but this is a post about chairs. So we bought chairs and she also sent me off with a pair from her collection. I did not have a bed yet, nor a sofa – but at least 4-5 chairs. In the meantime those chairs had moved around with me 9 times and my collection is still growing.
Whenever we host a large group of people I am always glad to be able to find extra chairs in different corners of our home. They live in the bedroom, the kids rooms, the bathroom, the hallway, everywhere.
In my chair collection craze there was even a time when I thought I MUST have a Ghost Chair. It was one of these moments when you have looked at so many pictures online and you are suddenly so sure that you always wanted to have exactly this ghost chair. Well, I am glad I ordered only one. To be honest, it scratches easily, it collects dust super fast, shows fatty fingerprints – and it is not really too comfy to sit on during a longer dinner party.
Same with the white Panton Chair. I thought I would need it, but was wise enough to order just one. It looks cool, it sits in our living room now. Perfectly fine! But it is way too low for our dining table and even adults need to sit on a pillow to be able to eat in a kind of proper way. We had it sit outside for a while with our patio furniture. But after every storm it was glad in mud and leaves. There were times when I thought of getting rid of those two additions, I even felt embarrassed to have been such a trend follower. But you know what? I don’ t care! They are fine, they will fit in – a single chair always fits in.
My favorite chair of chairs so far: the Elm Horseshoe Ming Chair from China. The best story about this chair is that I found it in China on vacation and we had to find a way to bring it back to me as a “souvenir”. Rocky Road, I can tell you! But so worth it.
Update: after reading this post my husband wanted to make sure you knew that he schlepped the chair around Beijing, he found the one taxi out of over 30 that finally took us back to the hotel…. thanks, hubby!
What do you collect? Big or small? Old or new? Please do tell!