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Hey, remember when I sent my husband across country to pick up a CL sofa?  The yellow dot on the map below represents where he met the gentleman.  As you can see, a lot closer to St. Louis than Columbia (I thought I was sending him to the Columbia area..Eek!)

Can you believe, he returned home after driving all day, in good spirits?  That is a good man.  Anyways below is our newest CL catch! I am shocked that this deal turned out okay.  The guy was completely normal.  The sofa is super nice.  It is well made and was indeed brand new.  

It obviously doesn't look spectacular in the apartment, but it is the perfect piece for our more "formal" living area in the next place.  You can't really tell in the picture, but it is a funky color with stripes.  To be perfectly honest, the color had to grow on me at first.  But now I love it and I think it will go great in the next house.  I just can't exactly give the color a name.  It's green.  It's brown.  It's gold.  It's baby poo.  Who knows.  But it has dark stripes outlined with a red-rust color.  I am thinking I am going to up-play the red-rust color with some new decorative pillows and other such decor.  

The major bummer is that my area rug that I blogged about doesn't really go with it.  Too much pattern with the stripes.  But I got to thinking about it and the rug is probably too small for that room anyway, so I am guessing it will end up in the dinning area.  Details I will work out later.  But there you have it, this CL story had yet another happy ending!



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