It started the whole thing. He fell in love with it. It was time for my best friend's mom to transition to assisted living and a household of goods with which to be dealt. Along the way he just thought it was really cool. When it came time for it to find a permanent home, it was ours. Immediately everything was out of balance. The couch, the coffee table, the rug, all had to go. And one by one they did.
Full disclosure. I had been in love this chair since design school.