This is Jean

She is a vintage 1966 LaZboy rocker recliner purchased for her namesake, Jean, on the occasion of a new baby, the youngest of five daughters. That baby is my client. This was the baby rocking, holding a child with a fever, story time, all purpose โ€œcomforting a kidโ€ chair. It also was enjoyed by Dad, likely to kick back after a long day. The chair is named Jean after the clientโ€™s mom. This is Jeanโ€™s third re-upholstery.

๐‰๐ž๐š๐ง, ๐‰๐ž๐š๐ง

๐›๐ฒ ๐‘๐จ๐ ๐Œ๐œ๐Š๐ฎ๐ž๐ง (๐Ÿ๐Ÿ—๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ•)

๐‰๐ž๐š๐ง, ๐‰๐ž๐š๐ง, ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ซ๐จ๐ฌ๐ž๐ฌ ๐š๐ซ๐ž ๐ซ๐ž๐

๐€๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฅ๐ž๐š๐ฏ๐ž๐ฌ ๐ก๐š๐ฏ๐ž ๐ ๐จ๐ง๐ž ๐ ๐ซ๐ž๐ž๐ง

๐€๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐œ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฎ๐๐ฌ ๐š๐ซ๐ž ๐ฌ๐จ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฐ

๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐œ๐š๐ง ๐ญ๐จ๐ฎ๐œ๐ก ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ฆ, ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐จ

๐‚๐จ๐ฆ๐ž ๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฆ๐ž๐š๐๐จ๐ฐ, ๐‰๐ž๐š๐ง

When the client told me the name of her chair the 1960s ballad popped into my head. Jean, Jean was written in 1967, went to the top of the charts, and was covered by many singers in the following years. I remember hearing this song on the radio as a kid. I also had an Aunt Jeanne, whom I adored, so this chair gave me lots to think about as I worked.

My clientโ€™s mom, Jean, passed in August of 2024. Though Jeanโ€™s chair had seen better days, the client could not bring herself to part with something so strongly associated with her mother, or her own birth. She was determined to see the chair restored.

Jean arrived in my workroom in a threadbare, tattered brown woven fabric with compressed and sagging foam and fills. She was last reupholstered in the 1970s, so itโ€™s been at least 50 years since the last upholstery job. The client wanted Jean to look like she remembered, so she chose ๐‚๐ก๐š๐ซ๐ฅ๐จ๐ญ๐ญ๐ž ๐ƒ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ–, a highly durable, Crypton chenille fabric featuring small gold slubs in the color Chocolate. Brown is back, and itโ€™s easy to find beautiful brown fabrics like this one. Elle Decor called brown โ€œthe color of quiet luxury (2024).โ€

Every ounce of Jeanโ€™s fill was replaced with brand new quality materials and high density foam. In her brand new fabric, Jean looks like herself, but better. The one change the client made in Jeanโ€™s design was to swap the original 4โ€ pleated skirt with with a traditional straight skirt. Itโ€™s a cleaner look, and just a little less fussy.

Now, before I get a thousand requests to upholster recliners, please see my previous post by ๐˜™๐˜ฐ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ ๐˜Š๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜บ ๐˜œ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ญ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜บ, โ€œ๐˜Ž๐˜ฆ๐˜ต๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜™๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ญ ๐˜ˆ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜™๐˜ฆ๐˜ค๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ด,โ€ I have reposted the link in the comments. ๐˜™๐˜ฐ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ ๐˜Š๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜บ ๐˜œ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ญ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜บ wonderfully explains why many upholsterers balk at recliners, especially those built in the last thirty years. Unlike modern, overstuffed, โ€œdisposableโ€ recliners you find at big box stores on sale for $400, this chair was made from solid wood. No overstuffed pillows with cheap pillow fluff, no particle board, no pressboard, no junk. The solidity of the frame made it approachable once I figured out how to take it apart! I was lucky to find an expert upholsterer, ๐ƒ๐ž๐ง๐ง๐ข๐ฌ ๐‹๐จ๐œ๐ค๐ž, who previously serviced LaZboy for years. Without ๐ƒ๐ž๐ง๐ง๐ข๐ฌโ€™ guidance I would have been stuck.

Jean and I bonded over the time she inhabited my workroom. The 1960s was a decade marked by social change and unrest: the civil rights movement, political violence (JFK, MLK, and RFK assassinations), Vietnam, protests, riots, desegregation, bussing, Woodstock, and the space race. Amid the tumult Jean, the mom, welcomed her last baby girl, and rocked that sweet child in this chair. Mama Jean grew old in this chair. This chair is evidence of a loving family, a life well lived, and remains a tribute to Jean.

๐ˆ ๐ก๐š๐ ๐š ๐ฅ๐จ๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ค ๐š๐›๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐š๐ฌ ๐ˆ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ค๐ž๐ ๐จ๐ง ๐‰๐ž๐š๐ง, ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐œ๐ก๐š๐ข๐ซ, ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ๐จ๐ซ๐ฒ ๐ˆ ๐ซ๐ž๐ฆ๐ž๐ฆ๐›๐ž๐ซ๐ž๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ๐ ๐ก ๐š ๐œ๐ก๐ข๐ฅ๐โ€™๐ฌ ๐ž๐ฒ๐ž๐ฌ. ๐“๐ก๐š๐ง๐ค ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ, ๐‰๐ž๐š๐ง.

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