As I'm looking through the 2009 IKEA catalog, I find myself wanting so much of what I'm seeing. The lovefest ends when I'm revisited by memories of having to assemble the stuff that often comes with instructions that are illustrated sequences. I need words with those pics IKEA. I also recall how a lot of their stuff is made from compressed wood shavings, and what I call almost-metal. Some of their items really don't hold up well. In all fairness, their pricing reflects this reality.
I also get frustrated because I see these images of a "lifestyle" that seems so organized yet chic at the same time. I have yet to master both traits simultaneously. My life is a pattern of moments of one, minus the other. I attribute this to my Pisces nature, and I have an astrological chart to prove it.
My favorite items that I have from IKEA would fall in the accessories category. I enjoy their lamps, cookware, fabrications and bric-a-brac. I guess I follow a dab of IKEA approach when creating my living space.
IKEA is like a Starbucks, but for the home, you're sold this hipster aesthetic. I'm ending my thoughts with appreciation for IKEA. Hey, they do rock when it comes to inspiration for overall decorating and floor planning. As a matter of fact, Marcos is so taking me there tomorrow. Ohhhhh and I can get a couple of bags of the Swedish potato chips. Their chips are yummy.
