I have just about done gone lost my mind. I think I am going to order a white sofa for our much lived-in living room.
“Well”, I tell myself, “It’s not bright white, it’s more of a cream, or a coffee cream, or a linen.”
But the fact of the matter is, no matter what shade I want to call it, it is white. Can someone tell me why a Mom with kids, husband, pets and currently no cleaning lady (or man for that matter) longs for a white sofa?
I have courted the brown sofas, gazed at the gray sofas, but my heart belongs to the white sofa. It’s just so crisp and pristine, and paired with sassy area rug it would make my living room look oh so trendy. Why is it in the middle of this fantasy that my dog walks in the scene and jumps on my fabulous white sofa? Dogs are overrated. I am sure he would enjoy a new home with a nice family in the country where there are no white sofas and there is plenty of green, green grass for him to romp around. I jest. Bailey is a part of the family and he will be with us until he is called up to that great dog park in the sky.
I am not completely quixotic when it comes to sofas. Yes I want it to be stylish, but it must be comfortable, wear well, and above all it can’t be expensive. That way I won’t be too guilty when in a few years I fall in love with a new sofa. I am a fickle lover when it comes to home furnishings.
Frankly I think the internet has made sofa shopping more complicated. I remember going sofa shopping with my Mom when I was a girl. There was only one place in our tiny town to buy furniture. There was a green one and another green one. The other green one was too big to fit through the front door so she bought the green one. I think she had that sofa for 20 years. In fact she might still have it.
As I write this I am still completely undecided. I could always buy a nice 1970’s vintage plastic cover for my white sofa. My white sofa. Look at me, I have already become attached to it.
I will think on it a while longer. The sale doesn’t end for another week. I will let you know what I decide. In the meantime, let me know what your perfect sofa looks like.