After three nights of sewing myself into a sleep deprived state I have finished the white slipcovers.
2 sofas, 12 cushions.
Never Again, or at least not for 5 years.
But I am so happy its done. Bright colors just look so much better against white...
Here is the tired tan microsuede before shot.
The tan just looks dirty, and the room looks like its wearing a fun bright tunic with sweats....
Now its bright and relaxed and I just want to take a nap on them couches. I am too tired to even freak out about kids and juice coming in here.
All this didn't go off without a hitch either.
The first night I washed all my fabric in hot water to pre- shrink (actually old mismatched white Ikea drapes and some white panels I found at a second hand shop).
Upon pulling them out of the dryer I discover this...
Holy F*C%!!!! Green crayon!
Melted all over three panels!
(It turns out my son tossed one into the washing machine earlier that day. Thanks Joe.)
So I had to strategically cut panels around the mess to salvage what I could .
There are parts of my couch that are covered by cushions that look like this...
But whatever. The next round went smooth and FAST- deceivingly fast. I whipped up the bodies of both couches in record time. It built my confidence up, only to have it crushed the next night by cushions.
Can I just say cushions (all 12 of you) suck. The price of a slipcover is so worth it because I hate sewing cushions. And I didn't even welt mine. I also did velcro tabs instead of zippers because I am not good at zippers. I spent hours making the little enclosures...
and many more hours making the actual box cushions...
But its done. AND NOW I NAP.
Be back with more brain cells soon.