“Excuse me, Miss Virginia. I would like to discuss my future with you,” said the sewing room chair. “I’ve become rather shabby. I’m a boring office chair, and my striped seat really doesn’t go with this room. You’ve taken the chair you found by the side of the road and turned it into a Belle Epoque creation. The two sofas you slip covered in white linen. Not to mention the side chairs you painted and upholstered and now they look like something from a Russian Winter Palace.”
“Do you have something in mind?” asked the magic seamstress.
“The Chelsea Flower Show.” replied the dissatisfied chair. “Outrageous flowers. Gorgeous roses and daisies and violets and buttons. I want to be noticed, not neglected”.
The seamstress took her silver scissors and silver pins. Unrolled the Chelsea Flower Show fabric. Sniped and fitted. Cut and sewed. Pleated and hemmed.
She tugged and smoothed and pulled the slip cover over the quiet chair. It was covered in roses in every colour. There were daises. And something blue. It was an old English country house chair. It was a Chelsea Flower Show creation.
The chair turned to her.
“Thank you Miss Virginia. It’s perfect. It is all I imagined. I am the Chelsea Flower Show. But, I have to ask you one question. Does this cover make me look fat?”
“No my darling chair. It doesn’t make you look fat. It’s perfect”.
(For those who don’t believe in fairy tales, the chair required two yards of material. The pattern is one I adapted from Simplicity patterns. The vintage fabric is by the English company SANDERSON.