Isn’t it impossible to resist softly covered chairs that let you tuck your feet up and really get comfortable? Be it a frayed old thing with the stuffing spilling out, an overstuffed armchair covered in washed-out linen, or a blue mid-century number with a shag footstool, it’s for me if its got a history and a style of its own, and I can enjoy tea and a book (or a beer and my laptop) in it without my feet touching the floor. Wishing you a week sprinkled, or doused, with quality time in a comfy chair!
