Today I managed to quasi-impulse purchase a couch from Portland Modern, an amazing vintage store on NW 21st. Mao and I have been in the market for a love seat for our wee apartment, but had found nothing as of yet. PoMo had numerous options, all circa the 1960s/1970s, but unfortunately most were outfitted with orange and avocado colored fabrics from their respective decades. However, as luck would have it I found a small couch for a mere $200 and discovered the store offers in house re-upholstery services. Score. A quick photo text to the spouse for a second opinion and the couch was ours. Terrence, the very helpful PoMo employee, then directed me to the Westside’s largest fabric store West Mill.
Once Mao finished work this afternoon, we headed out to Beaverton to revel in all its suburban glory. Bumper to bumper traffic and strip malls greeted us upon arriving at our destination. West Mill turned out to be a success and we found five yards of white canvas for our new piece of furniture. Unlucky for Mao, I spotted an Asian market on our way out of the parking lot and cajoled him into perusing its bounty.
I was enthralled upon entering this mecca for all things Asian . Mao was less so. I bounced from aisle to aisle like a caffeinated hamster, clutching bags of rice crackers and udon, while he trudged behind, completely overwhelmed. We left the store with much needed noodle supplies, lychee fruits and attempted to buy a Thai beer, but the eagle-eyed cashier would not let us purchase alcohol unless we both showed I.D.s, which I unfortunately did not have with me.
We returned to the city with our newly acquired Asian treats and dropped the fabric off at Portland Modern. Now we get to wait for the re-designed couch to be delivered in the next few weeks, hopefully just in time for Ellie’s visit.