Roma Bean Bag Chair, Spicy Lime Smartmax, Durable Polyester Nylon Blend, 3 feet

I've always wanted a bean bag chair! And this one actually has arms! lol!! It's made of a sturdy fabric -- backpack like, more so than canvas. I don't know that I'd trust it to "plop" down into it, but once I sit in it, I am comfortable. Mine does have a pocket on the side for the book I'm reading, and a drink holder to help me keep my water bottle from rolling away! Very cozy for sitting and relaxing -- but definitely "low down," so, if you're over 50 (like me) and a big kid at heart, have a plan for standing up!

Great product. Kids loved them so much they’ve basically claimed them as personal property. Comfortable, durable, and the drink holder is clutch. Would buy again.

This chair is way bigger than what I expected. My son hasn't used it much yet. It would work as a gaming chair also. It is great quality and large enough for an adult to use.

Overall I do like this bean bag but I’ve found 3 complaints to keep in mind when purchasing. First the bean bag comes lacking in stuffing. Not by a lot but enough that I had to choose between adjusting the stuffing so that the backrest was packed enough to lean back while not having much stuffing to keep my behind off the floor. The other option is moving the stuffing to pad the bottom comfortably but then having little stuffing to lean back without feeling as if you’ll topple over. So expect to buy more stuffing to better fill out the entire bag. Second the zipper was difficult to open in my opinion. The instructions advise using a paper clip or key ring to thread through the zipper since it doesn’t have a small handle as most zippers do. Regardless I felt as if an excessive amount of force was needed to get the zippers to open. And lastly the stuffing that comes with the bag is a nuisance to get out of the bag when trying to wash it. It’s small foam balls that has a strong static cling. So it sticks to your hand, clothes, the bean bag, the floor. Just a hassle overall to empty the bag and stuff it back up. In the end I have just purchased a different stuffing that I intend to swap in and fill the bean bag with. Those things aside. It’s a quality bag, comfortable and the pocket is very convenient.

After only 2 months of use handle has pulled loose from the stitching and now styro beads go everywhere when sat in.

When our great granddaughter got this from us at Christmas, it has been used everyday. It’s easy to move around and big enough for her to grow into it as she is now 4. The fabric I picked will be easy to spot clean. She cuddles in it with her books, stuffed animals, etc. A well made purchase.

Very comfortable, I even sat in it and was comfortable. Blue is my grandson favorite color, that makes it even more special to him. He loves it!!

I have dreamed of a bean bag chair since I was a wee boy. I needed one. I desired it carnally. It was my greatest dream in life, reclined in bliss in a chair of beans watching cinema to my hearts content. I finally made that dream a reality when I purchased Big Joe. Or so I thought. You see that's when the trouble began. Like any abusive relationship it started out first with love bombing. Big Joe wowed me with his cushiony back support and cup holder. I thought we were a match made in heaven. I even drew pictures on him to mark him as my own. Welcome him into the family. But those days were few. Soon Big Joe began to crumble under the pressure of being a committed partner. Daily use had left him worn, dirty, and deflated in a matter of months. I cried for my boy, he seemed to be struggling. I assumed I just wasn't providing enough support in return. And if I only filled him with the same cushiony love he gave to me he would again do the same. That's when the cycle began. Fill. Sit. Deflate. Fill. Sit. Deflate. Fill. Sit. Deflate. Big Joe was a shell of his former self at this point. His cup holder now inaccessible do to his inability to hold a solid form at any given moment. He needed to be propped up in a corner, with an added cushion on top so that you didn't sink directly down to the floor when you sat on him. He offered no more joy. No more support. No more love. He was gone. He had been for a long time. And now I need to let go. I must replace Big Joe. His beans of styrofoam displeased me from the beginning. If only I had noticed the red flags. Perhaps his bright red exterior should have been an indicator. But I have never been one to judge a book by its cover. I will miss the love we once shared Big Joe. I wish you the best.