Okay, no. This is a terrible idea.
Who is supposed to sit in there? And how am I supposed to feel about it?
I can tell you how I DO feel about it. Creepy. Seeing someone in a bean bag, it’s the emotional equivalent of seeing them naked in a regular chair. Maybe on a stool. It’s too intimate, and also gross. You’re supposed to only have so many people sitting intimate style on the same piece of furniture. So many strangers, anyway. Beanbags are not meant to be welcoming all comers. DO NOT give me your tired, your shitty, your yearning for McDonald’s to switch over to lunch menu (however that saying goes). If I had a beanbag in my apartment, there’d be a whole application process before you could sit in there. Don’t just flop down in my beanbag. Fill this out. Press hard because there’s three copies underneath. We’ll get back to you in 6-8 weeks regarding sitting in the beanbag.
Has anyone fucked in a beanbag? Does it work? There’s gotta be someone out there. I bet they regret it too. How many times can you explain to a new chiropractor that your neck’s been all fucked up ever since you decided it would be a good idea to fuck in a beanbag.
That’s it right there. You’re IN a beanbag, not on. IN. You shouldn’t be IN furniture at a coffee shop.
I think it’s the problem where the beanbag cups your whole body. Then cups my body. It’s furniture that sort of spoons you from below.
It also seems a little too absorbent. I like my furniture resistant, uncomfortable, and unlikely to induce boners, thanks.