Just a few days ago, I took a quiz to determine my decorating style. It proclaimed that I was a “Glamorous Classic.” All tongue in cheek, I told you about that quiz and admitted that my style was really Gypsy Garage Sale. Maybe I was wrong!
I think the day I posted it, I saw a couch … well, no … it was a “chaise longue”, which translated from the Pretentious French means “long chair” (I know. Real people say “Chase Lounge”). I did not want this beauty for my boudoir, comprenez-vous (look at me throwing French words around in my Texas twang — is that “glamorous,” or what?), it was for my living room!
Looky here:
Leopard print chaise longue ... ooh! lala!
I saw this at the Rebut Emporium, or “junk store,” which we in Texas call an Antique Mini Mall. Truthfully, the store was filled with a bunch of junk, but there was that couch chaise longue. It screamed my name! I swan I heard it. But, I didn’t have the money for it, so I pretended not to look at it (because I didn’t want anyone else to get any bright ideas about stealing my furniture!). I was looking at it — with lust! But, just as Jimmy Carter says, “God knows I will do this and forgives me.”
He had to forgive me several times, because I went to the store five times to pretend not to look at this chaise longue! Finally, I scraped up enough pennies to buy it. I think that the couch might be vintage 1960s, but I wouldn’t swear to that. The leopard print and the fan back seem to indicate it. Yes, it’s “used,” so I was “recycling.” But, it does look dramatic! It is glamorous … and it’s a “classic.”
So there! I AM a glamorous classic.
That is, if you don’t count the gas mask hanging in the bathroom, and the rubber chicken in the kitchen (yes, I told you about my decorating faux pas a long time ago). I’ll deal with those another day. Right now, I think I’ll chase the cats away from my new acquisition and lounge awhile (get it? “chase” “lounge” huh?)!
First, however, I must find the appropriate attire and accoutrements! Un dentelles négligée et une tasse de café, pensez-vous? Nah!! I’ll be wearing a muumuu and drinking a “cup of mud,” because I’m not that glamorous!
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Have you practiced your graceful swoon into that big ol’ chair ya got at the swap n shop?
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Bwahaha. Not yet … gotta go give it a shot. Hope I don’t throw my back out.
I like this against the background..I can see a mood you’ve captured with the wood, the light and the window with the statue. Nice job-
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I just got a picture of you lounging on that chaise with your big ole Texas shit kickin’ boots and a worn pair of tight fittin’ blue jeans. You look good!
Peace.
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I have just looked at your long chair, certainly in the Cuba of my childhood “charm people” used to say chaise longe instead of long chair, we didn´t have a spanish word for this piece of forniture, and the image that came to my mind was Jayne Mansfield. Well, she was very glamorous, I hope you undestard what I mind.
Hugs!
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sorry I meant understand
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