213 Gardenia, Part 1: No palm pillows.

Since we moved into our first house at 213 Gardenia Drive in September of 2009, I have yet to show anything online about the decorating I've done to make this our home. Maybe I've shown a piece of something here or there, but I haven't shared any little stories or personal reasons behind our choices. So, I'm starting a little series (not sure how many "parts" there will be quite yet). I'm starting with the new furniture we've purchased for our living room. It's kind of a big deal because we've purchased a lot of new furniture to live in! 

We've selected everything very slowly a) because we wanted this to be high quality furniture that would last forever (aka a little more $$ than would allow us to purchase everything at once), so we wouldn't have to keep re-buying cheap furniture again and again, and b) because Carlton has given me all artistic, decorating, and wifely privileges of selecting the furniture I wanted so the house would turn into a space we're happy with, something that is well put-together, something that is well decorated, and something that is well thought out. So I have been taking my time and making sure everything was juuuuust right. Of course we're not completely done (by far), but we've definitely made some excellent progress.

So, without further adieu, I proudly introduce you to The Living Room Furniture:

Part 1: The Barcalounger

I'll go ahead and apologize in advance if you own a recliner that is stereotypical to La Z Boy's puffy pillow-laden style. I'm about to bust it up with hatred. I've got a big problem with the typical "recliner." I absolutely hate the puffy, puckered-up, over-stuffed, chenille clad reclining chairs. Their gross wooden handles on whichever side of the chair make me cringe. Their floppy and overstuffed headrests make me actually lean my chin towards my chest when I'm sitting in one of these abominations... how can that be considered comfortable??? And what's with the extra padded armrests on top... of the... armrests? The palms of my hands really don't need a pillow. Thanks very much. 

 

So when Carlton put his foot down that he was "gonna have a recliner no matter what" and I put my foot down that he absolutely was not "gonna have a huge ugly puffy piece of ugliness in our house no matter what," we started shopping around. A lot. Thanks to Barcalounger and their smart design, The Hubs and I are both really happy. Carlton's Barcalounger stands tall, square, and proud. Its leather has already worn in nicely. See on the footrest, where his leg wiggles constantly while he concentrates on a book or a game? It's the same effect on the arms where he pushes back to recline, and as well where his head rests--the leather is darkened and buffed a little. And Vespa's cute little puppy scratches are on the arms of the chair, too. She jumps onto the Barcalounger when she's excited, i.e. when she knows she's going to get to go for a ride. On the side that's facing the camera, near the back at the bottom right corner, you can see the animal's natural hide--wrinkles from the animal's armpit or leg skin wrinkling and folding, and even a few bug bite scars! It's totally natural and susceptible to the wear of our everyday life... and it's supposed to look like that. Which I love. It's different than our parents' leather furniture because it's imperfect and because not run through embossing machines to give it that "natural" (not nearly!) bumpy look that, in my opinion, resembles jewel toned styrofoam (not hatin', just sayin'!). I could just squeeze this chair, I love it so much. And it smells good, too. And it doesn't hurt that we got it for 30% off, either. It's all good with the Barcalounger.

 

While Carlton says it's not a "sleep all night" kind of recliner, he sure does seem to like it until around 11:00 to midnight every night when we go to bed. So, we're both happy: he has a man chair recliner to lounge in at night while I have a beautifully square, non-puffy club chair to admire. No palm pillows in this living room.