I messed up on the chair. Still haven't painted the desk. Will get to it. By the way, I love military acronyms. SNAFU is a great one. As is FUBAR and Whiskey-Tango-Foxtrot. I have a potty mouth, but only with acronyms.
Here's what happened with the chair. It was all painted purple, a duckcloth seat was installed with the intention of using a Silhouette version of a giraffe to transfer fabric some lovely Dwell studio fabric onto the chair.
Crap. Looking closer.
Crappity-crap-crap-CRAP!
Won't go in this way...
Or this way...
Phooey. The front of the chair is about a 1/2 inch too wide for the opening of the desk. Back to the drawing board. This is the risk you take with thrifted and found pieces that are a great price. The desk will stay, the chair will go. And I am only out the $3 I paid for the spray paint. And lesson learned. I am carrying a measuring tape with me at all times.
Maybe the furniture universe is telling me to get an acrylic chair for the Kid's room after all.