Let me tell you this about metal chairs. If they have been sitting in the warm sun for awhile, they are wonderful. I know this. I've experimented with them a lot. Back then, my butt wasn't big, but it knew what warmth was and where to find it. My grandparents had two green ones in their backyard, along with their white ceramic ducks. Grampa would put a fresh coat paint on them each spring, and I would head for the chairs each time I visited, especially if the sun was shining. If a thunderstorm beat me to the backyard and if I wasn't careful, I could be in wet-pant trouble. On more than one occasion, it happened!