A New Couch, or The Tale of A Thousand Tufts

I ordered a new couch two weeks ago.  I'm pretty dang excited.  I have had the same living room furniture since I first moved out on my own - an off-white/light beige apartment sofa and arm chair, and these big square end tables.  The reality is, I don't need a new couch.  The stuff I have is in good shape, structurally, is super comfy, and is suited to my living room just fine.  It's got some water spots, but nothing some strategically placed pillows and throw blankets can't hide.

But another reality is that I found this beautiful grey velvet-y Chesterfield sofa at Macy's more than six months ago, fell in love, and have never gotten over it.  The darn thing went on sale earlier this month, so by George, I went for it.

And then freaked. The heck. Out.

You see, I remembered this story I read in some book when I was a kid (but couldn't for the life of me tell you what it was, so readers, if this sounds familiar, feel free to enlighten me) about a girl whose father bought her a new bookshelf or something for her room.  Once she had whatever this thing was, it made the rug look shabby, so she, of course, required a new rug.  Then, with the new rug and the original new thing (gosh, I have a terrible memory), the curtains looked shabby, and so on and so on.

Well, that's kind of exactly what I just did to myself.

Read more after the jump.  If you want to, that is. No pressure.


The couch is grey.  The rug in my living is in beige tones to go with the existing couch.  So with the new couch, I'll probably need a new rug.

The couch has tufts.  So does the green silk ottoman I'm using as a coffee table. Too much matchy-matchy tuft action.  So with the new couch, I'll probably need an actual coffee table.

The couch is larger than my current couch.  So the whole living room will need to be rearranged so I can pull the piano bench out to sit on it.

And so on and so on.

Sweet mercy, what have I done?!

I suspect this couch is worth it.  I drove all the way to Concord 15 minutes to the Sun Valley Mall just to sit on it.  And gaze upon it.  And sit on it while gazing upon it.  Oh yes indeed, it's worth it.

Also, I bought some end tables, because, naturally, the ones I have just won't do.  But they are grey, and must therefore be painted so there's not too much grey in the room.

Although, I guess Home Goods is on the other side of the Mississippi, too. My bad.

And then of course, I'll need to find seating to replace the armchair, so I'm checking out settees, but all the ones I like have tufts, so my living room would be overflowing with tufted things, and like a too-tight blouse on a busty lady, one false move could send a button flying across the room and into someone's eye.

And so on and so on.

I really hope this couch is worth it.  Either way, it's coming...and so are more posts about the evolution of my living room.  You can also check out my furniture and living room obsessions on Pinterest.  Feel free to follow me.  I won't think it's weird.