since painting our living room, our ottoman no longer matched...anything. i wanted to recover it but also have no money in the budget for those kinds of things. so i opted to do it myself. i bought $60 worth of tweed-like fabric, a $30 staple gun, staples, and furniture nails. i will hopefully have enough fabric leftover to also do the dining table chairs. that's the plan, anyway.
BEFORE:

first i stripped off all the trim, and took the fabric off the top part by slicing around the perimeter with a boxcutter. underneath was foam padding, with holes where the buttons were. stuffed those with pillow stuffing, from a pillow that just came back from a three week trip around the states in a van with a metal band. it was a good death for it.
cut a circle of the fabric, stapled it on opposite sides, then opposite sides again, then stapled the pleats down. tried to make it taught but not too tight. i had to let go of perfection a bit here, which of course drove me crazy and i broke out into a cold sweat instantly. i tried. there was a rhyme and reason to the folds-mostly just to make sure they're even but above all they are where they needed to be.

oscar enjoys the unfinished product. oscar does not care about details.

so i kicked him off to start the second part, but he is persistent. basically i just used the furniture nails to secure a panel underneath the pillow part.

all the way around.

after this part was finished i just stapled the hem to the underside. DONE. i definitely could have gotten more complicated, but wanted to not make myself insane. i didn't take a full pic of the finished thing because i'm a terrible blogger. no AFTER pic for you. just come over.

it is soft and comfy and perfect for resting your feet/entire cat body on. and it matches the couch almost perfectly. i didn't need it to match, i wanted a bit of a thicker tweed that would look similar from afar.

GO ME! a special thanks to housemate for providing advice, resistance while stapling, and volunteering his pillow. no thanks to oscar the cat, who lounged upon everything i needed to use, danced in the fabric while i tried to measure and cut it, and attacked anything remotely string-like.