I am obnoxiously obsessed with this chair. It is called the Pasha chair from Pedrali. However, as far as I'm concerned, it can be called the Nichole chair from Nichole's living room. At least that's the way it goes in my head. It is like the Ghost chair on steroids and I am seriously diggin' it. Oh, were it even remotely in my price range. I would heavily consider selling a kidney on the black market in exchange for one of these. Do you think I might be going overboard? But, then again, come on, look at it. Tell me you wouldn't consider a similar scenario? No? Ok, so maybe it's just me with a screw loose, but, oh, my... how I love it. Maybe some day my wish may come true, and I won't even have to sell any body parts. A girl can dream, right?