A pouf of my own

Originally, this pouf was a return order. The color did not come out right, and then it went through an insane epidode with FedEx where it was accidentally shipped back to New York then back to me again. At one point I was told it had been destroyed. By the time it got here I was calling it the pouf from hell.

But, alas, I did not give up on it. I decided I would keep it for myself, dye it a much more attractive color, and use it as a footstool in our soon-to-be nursery. I opted for a nice neutral chocolate brown, and I really like it. I ended up mixing two browns together in hopes that the darker one would drown out the orange without making it too dark.

I think you could call it a pouf redeemed.