It was my grandpa's, so that part is great! The fabric? Not so great. It really shows its age wouldn't you say?
Anyhoo, my parents brought it to our house and it sat in the extra bedroom for ohhhh, about 6 months. Until I saw a picture on pinterest where someone used a flokati rug to recover an ottoman. And I thought- Wait! I have one of those in the garage! It is probably 13 years old. In fact, I think I would have tossed it had I not found this redo-idea. (Incidentally, I followed the picture back to a blog called The Brick House. It's hilarious, I love her sarcasm...plus she seems to be addicted to Craigslist...like someone else I know...hmmm. check out her finds-they are ridiculous!)
It was quite dirty. I tossed it in the washer and also dried it in the dryer. I knew it would shrink, but I didn't care since I was about to cut it up.
Even after the washer I had to vacuum and brush it. Evidence of a couple [black] dog-sitting weekends last year were still buried in this thing. I don't want to mention any names.
my simple home life
funky junk interiors
chic on a shoestring decorating
primitive and proper
House of Hepworths
Miss Mustard Seed