tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805504101401683454.post2011096659155906108..comments2015-01-18T11:31:47.787-06:00Christinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11154692504751436022noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805504101401683454.post-31492541014527141272009-01-02T23:07:00.000-06:002009-01-02T23:07:00.000-06:00No, there is no hope for these particular slipcovers. The chairs are a funky club chair design, with wider-than-average backs and strange t-shaped cushions, and the slipcovers didn't stand a chance. Believe me, my dad and I nearly split the seams trying to make them work. I'm afraid we're going to have to go custom, folks. Those $30 slipcovers were wishful fantasies.Christinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11154692504751436022noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805504101401683454.post-1530548958657791472009-01-02T22:44:00.000-06:002009-01-02T22:44:00.000-06:00Any chance you could modify the slipcovers to fit? That's so sad they didn't work out!Gallo Pinto2http://www.blogger.com/profile/17906480670448043712noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6805504101401683454.post-13061820519306010342009-01-02T22:21:00.000-06:002009-01-02T22:21:00.000-06:00You could do what my grandparents do to their armchair: cover it with a white sheet. It looks so retarded, but hey, you can't see underneath it. (Actually the only reason my grandma put it there is so my grandpa won't get crumbs on the chair. It matches exactly to the couch.)<BR/><BR/>Just a thought... :DEmilee Joyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10726530594083134872noreply@blogger.com