Wait...what chairs? (If you're thinking that's a dad joke, you're very much correct.)
I have been coveting these chairs for ages. They are in all the shops along Queen W (right outside my door) but I hadn't had a chance to take my happybirthdaymerrychristmas money to the store. Last weekend, I went for it. I paid, and carried them myself down Queen St. W. Surely I should have asked if they did home delivery but I was too excited to wait.
I have never spent so much time in my 'kitchen area' (this is funny because my apartment is about the size of a child's shoebox). I love them. A lot. And, look at this:
If they're good enough for Blair Waldorf, they're good enough for this 'dorff!