Loveseat from SM Our Home; throw pillow covers and inserts all from H&M Home
Funny little story about my couch – it was delivered the day I gave birth to Bo. The guys from Our Home brought it the morning of October 06, and there I was, grunting and groaning, apparently already in labor when I was supervising the delivery guys.
The couch is a gift from my parents – it’s a loveseat, clearly, and I’m happy about the mid-century design, and that it’s grey, and compact! I returned the 3-seater couch my mother gave me – it was fine but it dominated my tiny living room. I read that smaller furniture won’t necessarily make a small room bigger, but I prefer it because I want that area to look more open and airy somewhat.
(I’m a little embarrassed about the curtains. They’re hand me downs from my mother and sheer, with sea shells attached at the bottom. They went well with the eclectic Bohemian vibe my mother got going but look out of place with the Scandi look I’ve been trying to chase. They’re also cream-colored and look dirty in photos because of the color and, fine, because they are dirty, eeek).
Dekko delivered my coffee table about a week after I gave birth. I LOVE it. As with my dining table, it is perfect and the workmanship is neat and top notch, as usual. I am unabashedly a big fan of Dekko! The table is sitting on another hand me down – the old rug is from my mother and I need to replace it too because I don’t like the orange trim. One step at a time!
The black strips by the door are the non-slip adhesives my dad put in; I’m keeping them, but I obviously need a door mat, hehe. I told Nath from Dekko I’d be getting a 2-seater, so he measured and I actually ordered the coffee table before I even found a couch I liked.
Here they are together, with my Halloween pillows from last week
I have a confession about that coffee table though – and Dekko’s going to kill me – but I had Mang Ariel cover the top with white formica. I saw Alo playing there a couple of times and noted a chip on the table top. Since I have three (count ’em, THREE) little boys, I don’t want to have to worry about my furniture – and I refuse to be the kind of mom constantly admonishing her kids to be careful – so I had my carpenter put formica to protect my handcrafted table. It’s easy to peel off and remove, and Mang Ariel can just repaint the table white when the little boys are older.