|This looks like a cat had a panic attack inside the pillow case - no cats were harmed - it's just an expression.|
"You aren't supposed to actually wash them," she'd chortled over the phone. I could just imagine her re-telling my story over lingonberries and meatballs in the lunch room.
"Okay, never mind replacing it - can I purchase another one?" I'd asked.
Another round of laughter...
After the hilarity died down, she was able to gasp over her giggles that I could purchase a new cover for $50. Now I'm not saying that $50 is a bad price but for a $99 chair it seems a bit out of proportion. Plus I just need a cushion cover...
After hanging up the phone (I may have forgotten to say goodbye) I re-checked their website. Yup - right under care instructions...the first line is "Do Not Wash". Dang. If my Swedish was better, I probably would have have known that "TULLSTA" actually means "Disintegrating". Why did I take French in school?
I was in a bit of a hurry because this is the chair the Chihuahuas use to get into bed. Their dirty footprints were the reason I'd washed the dang thing in the first place. So I was stuck with whatever upholstery fabric I had left-over...
So gold it was...and it kind of goes with the cream chair...
The first step was to salvage the old zipper.
|Notice how the zipper is still SECURELY attached...figures.|
Then I made a rough pattern from the pillow foam - I'd tried to use the old cover at first but gave up quickly. It was like trying to trace a hairball.
|Ready to add the zipper.|
|Should have opened that dang zipper while I was sewing.|
The finished cushion cover passed muster by the inspection committee.
|Inspectors Golly and Huckleberry give their stamp of approval!|