For as long as I can remember, this yellow chair has resided at my parents house. It's been in their office, their spare room, used when we needed an extra chair at the table when we had family over, and used as my desk chair when I was a little kid. I'll admit, I've never liked the chair. I mean come on.....the color just wasn't very nice, it had chipped paint.....it just has never been a cute chair. I always wondered why they still had the chair after all it never matched a single thing in the house. This chair was my dad's....his desk chair as a little boy and it has survived all these years with so many different uses. It wasn't until this past November that my feelings for the chair changed.....it was when I looked at the chair in my old room at my parents house, at their computer desk that I thought...."that is a cool chair!! I envision using it in a photoshoot, with a baby, in tall grass, under a tree" I asked my parents If I could have the chair and they looked at me like I was crazy. They reminded me how I've always thought the chair was ugly, that I wondered why they hadn't gotten rid of it....well now I know. I'm so glad they never got rid of it because this chair now resides in my house, in my spare room and is being used for baby photoshoots, in the tall grass, under a tree.....and what I love most about it is that it's my dad's....one that was his as a little boy.
