Channeling My Inner MMS

Miss Mustard Seed. I think I’d like to be her. Or marry her. Or just be inside her head for a few hours.

My friend Ann Marie over at Twice Lovely says I have MMS envy. She has it too. Mine took over and I had to try making a slipcover for something. Anything!

I found this chair at Goodwill for $20 while my Dad was here. I hemmed and hawed over it while at the store and left without it. I couldn’t stop thinking about it, so during quiet time I ran back there. I was seriously having a panic attack worrying that someone had picked it up after I left.

I ripped that tag off and took it directly to the front. It was thrilling. I was stressed. It makes for a good story….

That kid wouldn’t get out of my chair. It’s in great shape except for the tear on the armpit….that’s right, he’s wearing a Halloween costume. We do that here.

I watched all of MMS’s videos. All of them….at the same time…and then if I got confused, I rewatched.

I am not going to bore you with how I did it, because so many others do such a better job (at boring you…no….just kidding…at explaining the slipcover process) and mine is NOT perfect. In fact, if someone came over, I may hide the chair. No I wouldn’t, I’m too lazy for that.

I couldn’t help but think of The Cosby Show while doing this project. Remember the episode where Denise tries to make a copy of the very expensive shirt for Theo. It was yellow and black. And totally wrong. That’s how I felt. I didn’t feel like MMS. I felt like Denise.

There was a lot of pinning, a lot of poking myself with needles, a ton of swearing like a sailor, and to be honest, I shed a few tears of frustration. But, she’s done. And she is the most comfortable piece of furniture ever.

Actually, I did a pretty stellar job at the cushion. I’m pretty impressed with myself on that part of it. The armpits of the chair, eh….but if I put a pillow on it, you can’t even tell….