FROM THE VAULT: Whatever Happened to Plastic Furniture Covers?
...and were they ever really necessary?
Long before this site, I had a little blog where I posted for 11 years. It was the genesis of Living in the Past on Substack. For many years, I lived in the past over at Multiple Mayhem Mamma. From a Parenting lens, I looked at the "then and now." Enjoy!
Plastic Furniture Covers and Memories of Youth
There are a few things that exist as faded memories of childhood. Plastic furniture covers are one of them.
Whatever happened to them?
In the distant annals of my mind, I seem to recall this strange phenomenon of furniture – couches, chairs and the whole kit and kaboodle – covered with plastic. It was a popular pursuit when I was a kid and all the rage. Why is anyone’s guess; perhaps couches, chairs and other items got dirtier back then. Who knows.
The “Plastic Furniture Cover Phenomenon” was one that was huge back in the day. It was de rigeur and standard practice for those parents (moms in particular, let’s face it) who wanted to make sure that their gorgeous new furniture remained just that – gorgeous. And untouched by grubby little kiddie fingers, of course. Quite the feat when you’re a parent, but you’ve got to give them points for trying.
Memories of Plastic-Covered Couches
Thinking about my youth, I recall many experiences of visiting someone’s home often meant being shepherded past the immaculately clean living and dining room, with plastic-wrapped furniture in tact and, in some cases the whole sterile scene roped off (I’m not kidding). I guess people aspired to have clean furniture much more often back then and being able to do so warranted showcasing said.
The irony is not lost on me or you if you’re a regular reader of this page, as a tidy and generally ordered abode is a foreign thought around my place. My thousands of kids make sure that the status quo remains. That being said, one has to wonder about the reason behind what was once a popular solution to the inevitable stains of youth. For whatever the answer, many people felt that furniture was to be seen and not held, especially not with grubby fingers, and so the trend caught on.
As a child, I used to revel in what appeared to be a pristine and literally untouchable setting that resided in many a living room that I visited. Part of me was jealous; jealous that I too was not able to boast a formal sitting area (in name only) that was covered in plastic. Jealous that my home did not have areas that were so museum-like in appearance that they needed to be roped off.
Alas, this once-common way of preserving the “just bought” quality of couches and chairs seems to have gone by the wayside, as families embrace their children’s inherent need to “spread the love,” grubby fingers and all.
On a more serious note, does the decline in plastic furniture covers signify the fact that parents have finally accepted that kids get dirty and, by extension, dirty up most things they touch? Have we finally “loosened up” somewhat, at least enough to let our kids frolic on the couch with nary a thought to the mess that they may leave in their wake? Are we a generally more permissive group of parents than our predecessors, or is this just the case in some family circles? In other words, perhaps the plastic on furniture directive has not gone by the wayside, but rather, just migrated to a smaller and more elite crowd. Who knows?
I, for one, have taken the tact of not bothering to invest in “nice” furniture. What’s the point, really? I have two elementary-school boys. That should say it all. My second strategy? A leather couch. Wipe clean and go. Still, a part of me still yearns for the pristine, crisp and clean look of new furniture. Maybe we’re hard-wired that way.
I didn’t encounter this very often as a kid in the 70s, but my mom did put bedspreads or towels on the couch to keep it somewhat protected from us kids.
Although the plastic covers were horrendous, I do wonder if the advent of stain resistant fabrics and cheaper imported furniture plays a role in people’s habits. I have an old couch that I’d like to get reupholstered but suspect it will cost more than a new one
My parents thought that plastic furniture covers showed a mistake in a person's priorities. It says the furniture is more important than your comfort. How about plastic covered furniture in rooms only used when guests come over? Needless to say, we didn't have plastic furniture covers. I think some people expected you to sit on the plastic, so they weren't just used to protect from everyday use, but even from guests. I think this was more a female phenomenon i.e. the wife was the one interested in it, probably because she was the one cleaning the furniture. There was a curious Freudian take on it, unsurprisingly sexual in nature. But I don't give much credence to Freudian analysis. As a kid, I thought the plastic coated furniture was bizarre and strange; very unwelcoming. In my experience it reflected the oddness of the people who did it: my mother's communist cousins and a friend's family who used to water the driveway with a hose. The latter also roped off the room only used to entertain guests. You have to wonder how they got plastic to fit the specific furniture and if it was expensive. Why did it stop with furniture? Imagine, plastic covered appliances, tables, cars, carpeting, kids, clothing... The mind boggles.