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Sticky Children and Slipcovers

My children are messy.

They are sticky, snotty, purple marker wielding balls of energy that destroy furniture.

Back when the hubs and I got married, five years this summer, we purchased a living room set that included a couch, loveseat, and an overstuffed chair with a matching automan.

It was on sale, in beige. I wanted it.

I was concerned about the color though. I asked the trusty salesman, what about when we have children? (When my husband and I have children, not the salesman and I.)

The trusty salesman replies, "Oh don't worry about that. We have this great stain resistant spray you can purchase at an additional cost. It works great, nothing will stain. It's amazing!"

I believed him. We bought the whole matching set.

The trusty salesman lied.

Everything single spill, mark, dot shows on the furniture. Even water stains it. Its ridiculous!

I purchased slip covers for the couch and the loveseat awhile ago from potterybarn. They are good enough for now. They are basically a loose sheet that I tuck around the furniture, and if they get messy I just throw them in the wash.

Lately I've been saving every last penny for the new house, so I needed to find a free way to cover the automan.

I had some small fabric pieces that had covered our dining rooms chairs when I bought them a couple years back, in my scrap bag.

I draped the fabric over the automan and pinned it into place. I wasn't too worried about matching the stripes or anything. I am lazy was going for a casual look.

I didn't have quite have enough fabric, so I took some scraps to fill in the middle. I purposely miss matched the stripes so that the evenness wouldn't matter.

I ran it through the sewing machine.

And bada bing, bada boom...

Sure, it's less than perfect.

 

If I had taken more time, the seams would probably lay a bit smoother and I could've pieced together a better looking middle. But honestly, the kids took terrible naps and I was in the middle of the project and just really wanted to finish it.

It gives me a good template for the next time, and for now it's so much better than what it looked like before.

Now when the inevitable sticky, stain ridden monsters, called my children, roll all over the new slipcover, I can throw it in the wash.

Oh happy day.

I wouldn't trade my children for a clean beautiful house but I do love when I find a compromise.

Have you ever purchased microfiber covered furniture? Do you love it? Hate it? I love hearing from you!

Have a lovely day!

 

 

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