It all started about 10 years ago. I had this shitty little Ikea chair that was the definition of blah. Beige seat cover, light beige wood. The structure of the chair was fine, but it was just so boring. My parents had given me the chair for my desk and I probably whined a little that it was an ugly chair. To which my mother responded, so, you’re crafty, fix it. That was the first chair I rehabbed. Before I did that project furniture was this magical mystery, I had no clue