My embroidered stool...

I first titled this post "my bathroom stool".

(I hear the giggling and snorting)

 It then occurred to me that you fine ladies and gents

 might think I was going to be talking shiz.

  I quickly reconsidered.

Because surely- you can't think that even I would

 embroider the shiz.

 Dark chocolate and caramel animal print chenille with turquoise embroidery.

And yes, those are chocolate walls back there.

I know, I have a condition.

Chocolate is my little friend.

This is what I sit on to squint gaze into the 

Magnifying Mirror of Horror.

Yeah, you know the one.

I bought this little cutie a few years ago,

 so I thought I'd better confess to that

before some of you start squawking that 

you can't find it.

This was a Tar-jay stool, but I hated the fabric.

 So, I was compelled (yes, compelled!) to 

recover it with this swanky monogram 

and wild woman fabric.

The letters are large -

the "t" is 5 inches tall.

No paint, no distressing.  

Just a quick cushion recover and all is right with my world.

Tar-jay is good.  So good.

Hope you have a great weekend~