Thursday, October 30, 2014

Random Thought

Every now and then while watching television I look around where I am sitting and I think, “I should rearrange my furniture.”  And this thought plays out little by little as I walk past or sit again in my living room watching television, reading a book, or reading the mail. 

In the mail there is a magazine.  In the magazine there is an advertisement for furniture.  I look at the way it is arranged, clip it out, hold it up against my vision of my living room and think, “Yes, this is the way it should be.”  I pin the clipping to my bulletin board.  As I sit, I eyeball my living room filling in the spaces with where I would move my furniture, and then resume reading my mail, reading a book, or watching television.

Every now and then I study that clipping making mental notes of the sofa and chairs and the accessory furniture that surrounds them.  Then I go to my living room and watch television, read a book, or read the mail.  There is a magazine.  It has an advertisement for furniture. I continue to study the clipping on my bulletin board.

I rearrange my furniture.  It looks nothing like the picture pinned on my bulletin board.   Five thousand dollars and three new pieces later, my living room arrangement still looks nothing like the one in the advertisement.

I search the worldwide web for pictures of living rooms in small spaces and nod at the ones I like.  I find a picture of a beautiful tiny mobile house that can be hitched to the back of a car.  I wondered if I moved out would it help, that is, to start from scratch.

Back in my living room I am remembering the tiny houses while watching television, reading a book, or reading the mail.  Then I think about rearranging the furniture.

Tuesday, October 28, 2014

The Shoes Hurt And The Bag Was Too Big

     It was the first time I had heard of Jimmy Choo and Birkin bag.  I was watching a fabulous television show new to the WB on analog channel 11, The Gilmore Girls.  The fast-talking, wisecracking, forever referencing classic television and movie genre mother and daughter character duo were shopaholics.  Sometimes there was just one shopping bag, but most of the time there were several.  I have always wanted to come home like that, with paper shopping bags overwhelming each hand.  Never have, but always wanted to.

     The Jimmy Choo shoes were Lorelai's (the mother) thing for which she had calculated her windfall of $70,000 would be roughly 250 pairs of Jimmy Choos.  Really?  Then Rory (the daughter)  receives a Birkin bag from her boyfriend which causes her grandmother to rave on and on about it.  Why? I wondered.

     I found the too-tight $300 Jimmy Choos and the tote-like $22,000 Birkin bag at Saks Fifth Avenue.

      Oh.