More than a few tears were shed in the making of this chair, partly because I am a wild woman with a staple gun, but mostly because it reminded me of how much I love and miss my mother and my grandmother.   Both have passed on in recent years, but I am determined to keep their memories alive for my own daughter who never had the opportunity to really know either of these two wonderful women (she was just 16 months when my mother passed).  

Growing up, I loved pulling out my parent's wedding album and flipping through all the beautiful pictures of my Mom dressed like a princess. I cherish those times we spent sprawled out on the floor reading the pages of her wedding album as if it were a fairy tale.  I hope to create similar memories with my own sweet pea with the added touch of a special princess chair for her room which proudly documents three generations of brides.  The front panel of her chair features my grandmother, a strong southern woman who grew up to be a pioneer in the women's movement with a long list of firsts to her name.  On the seat, my beautiful mother walks toward the church with her bridesmaids in tow, and on the back my own portrait where my mother's flowing veil is worn with pride.

I look forward to many evenings reading fairy tales in this chair with my daughter snuggly in my lap.  And best of all, I hope to photograph my daughter with this chair living out her own fairy tale one day.   Of course, by then it will be covered in paint, dirt and finger prints ... exactly as it should be.


Brittan Goetz
OHHSIT!, Owner/Designer

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