Well, I finally had some decent lighting yesterday and was able to snap some pictures in the dining room to share the latest! The last time you saw this room on the Christmas tour, it had some amazing radomsko black bentwoods as the head chairs and two others flanking our sideboard.
I adored these chairs. I had them as head chairs and then classic bentwoods as the side chairs. Unfortunately these chairs did not play well with my kids and I had to get rid of something. After thinking long and hard, I kept the kids. 😉 These black chairs just kept tipping on the kids, and I was afraid that they would put a knee or foot through the caning. I feared for the lives of the chairs and I had to rescue them, but removing them from my home. Luckily when you own a vintage shop, you have your own inventory to select from.
I had recently purchased a set of 4 dusty blue velvet French chairs for Sweet Clover, and they had not sold. So I believe they were meant to be. I took them home, and placed them where the black chairs once sat. Sawyer and Emmy love their comfy seat, and we have had no problems with toppling chairs.
These chairs work perfectly with everything we already have going on in the dining room and kitchen. They are basically a perfect fit. Also, they fit under the table nicely, while the radomskos did not. (Hi Jake! And do you spy the self portrait Emmy created?)
I love how the color pulls out the dusty blue in the vintage nautical gallery wall.
And check out the stunning details and nailhead trim!
As you can see close up the fabric is not in perfect condition, but it’s the perfect condition for a family with kids and dogs!
Speaking of dogs, you already spied Jake…. It was nearly impossible working in this space without being photobombed left and right! Here’s Catcher, and Jake’s snout!
It was honestly so hard for me to part with those black bentwoods, I just loved the so much! But I loved them enough that I didn’t want them to break under my care, and had to let them go! Sometimes if you love something, you have to let it go… it’s been real, Radomsko.