It's the upholstery I remember the most.

My girlfriend at the time was a redhead, and I remember glancing over at her and thinking "I'm not gonna peek under the bedcovers for a while, lest it reminds of that goddamn chair..."

I'm don't remember the chair but I have a queasy feeling that I've deliberately repressed thinking about the the chair.

I agree with GP that I don't want to reread certain thing regardless of how well written they are.