People, I have been dying things since my first gray hair at 25. I have never once failed at dying something the color of my choosing, not counting some ill advised blonde highlights in the 90s. I even successfully dyed an aqua Ektorpt arm chair a deep navy with nary a blotch or fade throughout the many yards of fabric.
But this? This is just WRONG. The black didn’t take. Twice! And I followed the instructions to the letter because I am the sort of person who treats instructions as is they are something Moses carried down from the mountain. Instead, the ottomans look as if I tied them to my bumper and drove the freeways for three months. Yes, they look like those sad stuffed animals attached to the back of a motorcycle: forlorn, dirty, and just a touch creepy.
Looks like I am going to learn to sew, and quickly. I’m almost afraid to paint my door, for fear the paint should turn purple before my eyes.