Purple peace and pretty purchases...
I thought we might talk cushions for a moment.
Cushions, I confess, is one of my weaknesses.
Cushions, I would insist,
(although some family members, strangely, seem not to understand this...)
you simply cannot have too many...
I say this, as I tend to make most of them myself,
re-using the inner pillow and often using scraps of fabric to make the cover.
Like the peace sign cushion here...
...made from an old purple top of mine that was past its glory days in fashion, to put it mildly,
together with a peace sign cut out of some linen fabric and then painted with a thin layer of metallic paint, just to give it a modest shine, make it come "alive"...
But here comes confession time.
Cushion confession, that is.
See the other two patterned cushions?
If one happens to fall head over heals in love with a cushion one happens to see on the cover of one of one's favourite Norwegian magazines, Vakre Hem, and one then by complete coincidence happens to stumble across those very cushions at half price on a work trip to Sweden, one wonders if, perhaps, one is not meant to, maybe, well... buy them?
Well, one did.
And one is quite happy one did.
The sofa in the TV room (our TV is hidden away in one of the cupboards under the stairs) is now a little more colourful than before, and together with the fairy-light-stuffed ex-greenhouse heater in the fireplace, and my beloved, cheerful ceiling light, this window-less corner now seems a little bit brighter!
Wishing you a bright and colourful Sunday!