Peachi

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Curves that turn heads. A seat that actually spins.

Peachi’s here to add a little drama to your downtime. With it's sculptural shape, foam filled squish, and built in swivel base, Peachi's the kind of seat that doesn’t just sit there, it serves. Perfect for reading, chatting, ignoring your to do list, or simply spinning for the plot.

Compact in size, big on energy, Peachi’s the statement you didn’t know your living room was missing.

Cue the twirl.

Available in:

• Textured ivory bouclé, like a creamy cloud with main character energy
• Faux fur, in a Lightly Toasted Meringue tone that begs to be touched (and patted… a lot)
• Faux fur, in a rich chocolate brown made for moody corners and maximum snuggle

FYI - Every Grumpi is handcrafted, so yours may have tiny quirks. Like freckles, not flaws. That’s the charm.

• Colour: Ivory Bouclé, Lightly Toasted Meringue Faux Fur, or Chocolate Faux Fur, all dreamy, all dangerous
  
• Fabric: Textured Bouclé (Ivory) or Faux Fur (Lightly Toasted Meringue + Chocolate), for high drama and soft landings
  
• Filling: High density foam for lasting comfort
  
• Assembly: Some light DIY (don’t panic). Pop in 4 screws and voilà, you’re the proud owner of a chair that spins.
  
• Expansion Time: Be patient. Good things take time. Allow 48 - 72 hours for full fluff-factor
  
• Fast track expansion: Give it a little love tap (or a few). The more you spank, pat and whack your new piece, the faster it’ll puff up. Therapy for you, expansion for it. Win win.
  
• Durability: Rated for 20,000+ sits, including twirls, spins, and slow dramatic turns
  
• Fabric Type: Polyester. Soft, forgiving, and ready to roll with your mess
  
• Composition: 80% Polyurethane, 7% Polyether, 8% TDI, 5% Silicone Oil, Peachi science

• Spills & Spot Cleaning: Accidents happen (we’ve seen your snack habits). If you spill, blot, don’t rub, you’re dabbing a mess, not exfoliating your face. Use a clean, dry cloth, and skip the harsh cleaners. Seriously.
  For anything gnarly, call in the pros. I’ll pretend it never happened.
  
• Keep Me Fresh: Vacuum me regularly using a soft brush head, or go wild with a lint roller if you’re feeling fancy. Dust, fluff, toast crumbs, I collect it all, and I’m not proud of it.
  
• Shade Me, Babe: Like your ex, I don’t do well in direct sunlight. Keep me out of harsh rays and away from heaters unless you want my glow-up to fade faster than a spray tan in a heatwave.
  
• Handle With Sass: Watch the bling, sharp zips, rogue belt buckles and hyperactive pets. I’m soft, not invincible. (Yes, Karen, this means don’t let your chihuahua dig in.)
  
• Dark Denim Drama: New jeans? Cute. But don’t let them sit on me before their first wash unless you want an unexpected tie-dye makeover. I don’t suit indigo.
  
• No Couch Crunching: Don’t stack heavy stuff on my arms, lean weirdly on my back, or plonk me on a slanted floor. I’ll wobble, sag, and judge you silently.