April 22, 2004
I am beginning to think that my Alice Starmore Fair Isle chair slipcover idea is maybe not so great. I mean, I like a nice Fair Isle chair slipcover as much as the next person. But given the engineering required to get it to fit over my office chair (I’m seeing a kind of Kitchener-stitched steek-based flap flange with I-cord somehow involved), I have decided to move on to upholstery on a smaller, two-dimensional scale.
Chair pads. I need chair pads. In my kitchen I have six chairs which are in constant jeopardy of Play-Doh, maple syrup, mustard, applesauce–it’s a regular Spray n Wash commercial in there. Short of replacing my chairs with a long, mean, Oliver Twist-looking bench, I need some kind of kidproof cover for those poor old chairs.
It’s not a cushion I need: the chairs are upholstered. It’s a cover. Something tough yet cheerful, like my second grade teacher Mrs. Champion. On a trip to Angel Hair Yarn Co., I pondered a pair of felted slippers: thick, impenetrable felt. Syrup-proof felt. I thought, what if I could cover my precious upholstered chair seats with felt? What if I used colors that appeared in the Play-Doh shade card? What if I had the chance to mess around with size 11 needles? I could give my Starmore-glazed eyeballs a rest AND actually complete something for a change.
And what if I used yarn that came from the Land o’ Kay? Lamb’s Pride Bulky, made with pride in Nebraska. Why, it would be poetic! And Lamb’s Pride is a member of the Felting Yarn Hall of Fame. It doesn’t get any better than this.
I’m off to the races at this point.
I have no idea whether this will work. I don’t know if my idea of a trapezoid is what my washing machine will think is a trapezoid. I don’t know how I’m going to hook the pad to the chair. I feel so . . . patternless. Wheeeeeeeeee!
In this unfettered, wanton state, I am desperate for advice and cautionary felting tales.