When Nick and I went under contract on our house there was one major purchase I wanted to make for our first place: a new sofa. I had purchased our current sofa secondhand six years earlier, and while it had been great for the college years it was time for it to go. Here’s a glimpse of it in a dark and blurry cell phone pic from when we first moved in.
I had made it work with a SureFit slipcover for the last two years, but at this point nothing could have convinced me to keep that couch. It was too small and not particularly comfortable and besides, I just wanted a new one! It was time. Since it takes an excruciatingly long 30-60 days to close on a home purchase, I had plenty of time to research the perfect sofa for us. I wanted something comfy, but not too squishy, and big enough for both of us, but not too deep. My goal was to be equally comfortable cuddling up for a movie or sitting up with a glass of wine. Also on my checklist were exposed legs, neutral fabric, three cushions, and loose back pillows (as in, not attached to the sofa itself). All under $1000. One evening, while trolling the virtual pages of Pottery Barn, I fell in love.
It had everything I dreamed of! The only problem was that there was not one available to test out in our local store and, at the time, Pottery Barn didn’t have any reviews on the website. I googled and googled with no luck, trying to find somebody, anybody, who could tell me what the dang thing felt like. Finally, I got the genius idea to call the store in Atlanta, where my longtime BFF and her husband live. They had one on the floor! Lauren and Ryan dutifully went out to Pottery Barn and shot a cell phone video of themselves lounging and commenting on its various merits. The verdict: not too squishy, not too firm, this sofa was juuuust right. So I ordered it in the twill fabric and a few weeks later it was delivered to our new house, where it has lived happily ever since.
Did you think I would have my living room clean enough at eight months pregnant to take a current picture for this post? Ha! This place is a mess. I lifted this picture from our House Tour page. It was taken last September, when the sofa had been here about a year and a half. You can see that it’s still in good shape.
After two years of living with my dear friend Buchanan, I can confidently publish to the internet what I wish someone else had back then: this sofa is awesome. This room is the only place where we sit to watch TV and movies so we’re on that sofa pretty much every evening. I have never ever had a single complaint about its comfort. And I’m not the only one. Nick’s brother Tim lives down the road at LSU and has a nasty habit of spending HOURS napping on our couch on Sunday afternoons. I’m like, “Tim, it’s been four hours, get up. I want to sit down,” and all he can do is mumble about how comfortable our couch is. Haha. It’s also holding up really well–the only signs of wear are cat-induced. Sheila especially loves to lay across the top of the back pillows, so I keep a vintage quilt tossed over the back to deal with all the hair. And even though the weight of her body has squished that one particular pillow down every day for two years it still fluffs right back up when I tell it to.
The bottom line: I did an awesome job picking out this couch. I’d buy it again in a heartbeat. I hope it lasts forever so I can keep on feeling smug about what a great couch I picked. It’s one of the only big pieces in our house that we actually bought new, so it’s kind of a big deal. Now that I think about it, the other things we’ve bought new (dining table, white sofa, desk) were all from Ikea, so the PB sofa was definitely a splurge for us. Everything else is secondhand, and I kinda like it that way. But the PB sofa is definitely more comfortable than the Ikea Ektorp or the vintage one I’ve got in the dining room. I think it was definitely worth the extra dough.