I’ve always wanted to learn how to re-upholster furniture. It all started with a sofa that we had when I was a kid that was super(!) comfy, but so ugly you wouldn’t believe. (As a side note, she tried reupholstering it years later and actually managed to make it even uglier. It was later relegated to being the “dog sofa,” and just thinking about it makes me sad.) Nevertheless, an obsession with upholstery was born!
Flash forward 25+ years, and you find the adult Leah learning how to do just that thanks to 3rd Ward in Williamsburg. This is my first project:

I found this mid-century beauty on the street in Philadelphia about 5 years ago tossed out with someone’s garbage. It was perfect except for a big rip in the seat, and so I towed it home with me. I knew that one day I’d redo that vinyl upholstery with something better. Like they say, one man’s trash is another man’s treasure.

So starting on Saturday, I began the process of deconstruction. This is what it looked like after I got the back panel off. The back was basically a piece of cardboard covered with vinyl tacked on with upholstery tacks.

Then I took off the bottom panel. There were several layers of fabric to get through here funny enough, and one of the great things I found inside was a stamp dating the chair to Oct 1959. (Pretty cool!) The springs are serious heavy duty with metal attachments like the kind you have in a mattress…not the normal 8-way hand-tied springs in most upholstery. (This chair is meant to last forever!)

So this is the chair fully deconstructed. The legs & arms were attached via two bolts and six flat-head screws. Less than what I would have thought, but very easy to disassemble once the fabric was off and the frame was exposed. (The frame is oak I believe by the way which is also interesting…for those other furniture nerds out there.) The seat springs were covered with a horsehair “cushion” for lack of a better word (which I plan to re-use since it’s perfectly fine…but I will be augmenting it with new foam and batting). I did keep all the cotton batting too “just in case.” Also, I plan on re-finishing the arms/legs since the old polyurethane is worn off and looking ratty.
Now the big question is what do I put on it? I’m debating between several at the moment. I love those thick wool fabrics in both solid colors and blanket squares too. Then I’ve found a couple more that are interesting, but nothing concrete yet. Any suggestions? Someone suggested leather…but possibly too difficult for my first round of upholstery. (?!?)
p.s. if you haven’t looked into 3rd ward, i highly suggest it. They have awesome classes on almost everything.








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One of the reasons I wanted to move to a house that needed work was to teach myself some lessons. (Crazy, right?) Well, yesterday I definitely learned a couple. I like to think of myself as a very smart and capable person, therefore it was with great enthusiasm and energy that I decided to install new living room windows ourselves. Nick and I enlisted the help of our neighbor, and with great gusto we started off taking out the old window sashes, weights, etc. We filled in the holes, scraped the old caulk and unwrapped the first window only to find out…
One other important thing I learned yesterday was about being a good neighbor. Our neighbor agreed to help us install the windows and unfortunately got a lot more than he bargained for. He spent all day long with us going above and beyond to help me get things straightened out. We had to re-install the old windows, take the new windows back to Home Depot, and sit and deal with the frustrating salespeople to get the correct windows re-ordered. At the end of the day I was frustrated and felt like an idiot… BUT I’d also never felt so grateful and happy to have moved to this particular block. My old ‘hood definitely didn’t have neighbors like this. Someone who helped out even when it wasn’t convenient. I was reminded how each of us is called to be a good neighbor. I can only hope that I prove to be just as kind and generous to him (and whomever else) someday. Life calls us to be kind to each other. The world is a much better place when we help each other out.



