TO THE WINNER OF MY GIVEAWAY!
MISS CHAR @GRACE AND FAVOR - A LIFE WORTH LIVING
Please go by and congratulate her!
In my post about the Ripplefold curtains here I promised to tell you more about this chaise.
We have to go back to the year 1954
Yes, way back then. You weren't even born were you?
I thought not!
I was 14 years old and had a BFF Carolyn S. Her family was like the one that you would see on the old TV commercials. You know, the family that had all the latest gadgets. The mom who kept house in high heels and crinolined dresses.
On Father's Day in 1954 Mr. S got this (one like this).
|Mr S's chair was covered in cream naugahyde. |
That was plastic and was also the newest thing in upholstery material in the 50's.
I remember seeing him sit in it while he watched his 12 inch black and white TV, wooden console model. Get the picture? We only had black and white at the time or Mr. S. would have had color.
I was in LOVE! With the chaise not Mr. S.
When he wasn't home Carolyn and I took turns riding the chair. OOPs! I meant we took turns sitting upon his chaise. You see, this chaise would move back and forth and it was a massage chair as well.
|See those controls? The toggle makes the chair change position following the curve you see.|
The knob controls the massage function and has graduated intensity.
Well, It wasn't long before Mrs. S realized we were using Mr. S's gift as a carnival ride. All our tickets were revoked and we were banished. I never got over it! I was forever crushed. I had chaise deprivation syndrome.
Fast forward to the year 1996
My daughter and I were browsing an antique store in Cookville, Tn. OMG! My heart almost stopped beating.
In the front room of the store, in a place of honor.
As close to Mr. S's chaise as the gods would allow.
This one was even better. It was TURQUOISE naugahyde!
My very favorite color in the 50's and 60's. It was meant to be. Wait! I am not in a car. How will I ever get it back to Savannah? What will Sweet Old Bob say? Oh, never mind that, how do I get it home?
Sweet Hollie promised to bring it on the next trip south. Deal! You should have seen her precious husband's face when she brought it home in her van thingie.
Better yet, you should have seen Bob's face when we unloaded it in Savannah. Oh yes, he knew it was coming. After a few remarks about "a d**n turquoise plastic hunk of junk" we got my treasure into the boudoir. Make that our Master bedroom.
The five grandsons and I had loads of fun
riding relaxing on the chaise. Only, I could operate the controls at first (yes they worked). Once they had learned proper respect for this mid-century gem they graduated to operator.
After a couple of years Bob demanded that it be recovered or go to the garage. After it was reupholstered the boys had to cover the chaise with a beach towel before
|Ain't she sweet? I made the off white pillow.|
Oh, FYI! Mrs. S had the first dishwasher I ever saw. It sat against a wall. She would pull it to the sink, somehow hook it up to the faucet, prewash (wash) her dishes and rev it up. It didn't make sense but it was neat to watch. I really enjoyed living near the S family. I acquired all my technical savvy from them.
I find, as I have aged, I am seeking out information and/or things that were of special interest to me in my youth. Do any of you do the same? This wonderful thing called "internet" has facilitated that process. One can find anything. That is how we all got to blogland! Yeh!!
|One last look. AAH!|
I hope you have enjoyed our journey back in time.
Come back and I promise, we'll do it again.