Miss goLondon*
It is annoying when you go buy a book and you don't end up liking it. I sometimes will finish the book anyway. I do this in punishment of myself. How dare i be dumb enought to judge a book by its cover and well-edited obseqious quotes; if only the book was edited as well as those quotes. Sometimes i relish in the luxurious and decadent freedom of leaving the book somewhere for someone else to have a try at (no this is not littering, its sharing someones idea of a decent read, and sharing is a Christian value). Not only do i get Baby Jesus Brownie Points, but i also feel like i have made a purchase with a black credit card. Who can just throw away books? I can.
I also find that Bookstore ADD is annoying. Either you go in a store when you don't have much to spend and you want millions of books, or you go and you can't find just one that you think will take your mind off all the grotty snot nosed, infested tube and bus travelers for who you are trying build a protective shield around. To save yourself from Cold Number 299. And when you do buy something, it turns out to be a demon of the second paragraph type.
And then, there are the magazines. Magazines are also known as Consumption Sluts. All they are good for is feeling inadequate, unintelligent, and frankly unsassy, whether because you don't have a pretty home, a pretty body, a pretty wardrobe no matter what your body type, or you dont understand the most signficant business and political topics of the last 10 years. For example, I love the magazine, Wallpaper*. First off the asterix is just sexy. it is a synonym for "i'm too sexy". In fact, i wish i could be know as Miss goLondon* (I may be cute though, but i am not that cheeky.) Second, it promotes a lifestyle that only 175 people in the entire world can sustain. Not even the designers and artists that the mag highlights can afford the Look At Me I Embody Wallpaper* lifestyle. Which is a disgusting irony. And it is unobtainable. Why? because no one who has that much money has that much style. And anyone who truly has that much style has such because they don't have enough money to ruin it with issues. Issues such as i am a trust fund kid, hear me roar with bling, or i am so wealthy but old so my thighs will never fit in that Cavalli outfit, or i am wealthy because i work and save and hoard rather than spend it uselessly on this consumption junkie trinkets. However, to the last person, i challenge: is an Eames chair, Reidel Glasses, Jonathan Adler vases, Poggen Pohl kitchen design and Brioni cashmere really junkie trinkets?
I also find that Bookstore ADD is annoying. Either you go in a store when you don't have much to spend and you want millions of books, or you go and you can't find just one that you think will take your mind off all the grotty snot nosed, infested tube and bus travelers for who you are trying build a protective shield around. To save yourself from Cold Number 299. And when you do buy something, it turns out to be a demon of the second paragraph type.
And then, there are the magazines. Magazines are also known as Consumption Sluts. All they are good for is feeling inadequate, unintelligent, and frankly unsassy, whether because you don't have a pretty home, a pretty body, a pretty wardrobe no matter what your body type, or you dont understand the most signficant business and political topics of the last 10 years. For example, I love the magazine, Wallpaper*. First off the asterix is just sexy. it is a synonym for "i'm too sexy". In fact, i wish i could be know as Miss goLondon* (I may be cute though, but i am not that cheeky.) Second, it promotes a lifestyle that only 175 people in the entire world can sustain. Not even the designers and artists that the mag highlights can afford the Look At Me I Embody Wallpaper* lifestyle. Which is a disgusting irony. And it is unobtainable. Why? because no one who has that much money has that much style. And anyone who truly has that much style has such because they don't have enough money to ruin it with issues. Issues such as i am a trust fund kid, hear me roar with bling, or i am so wealthy but old so my thighs will never fit in that Cavalli outfit, or i am wealthy because i work and save and hoard rather than spend it uselessly on this consumption junkie trinkets. However, to the last person, i challenge: is an Eames chair, Reidel Glasses, Jonathan Adler vases, Poggen Pohl kitchen design and Brioni cashmere really junkie trinkets?
posted by miss goLondon at 5:05 PM
4 Comments:
I say go for the asterisk, be cheeky if you want too! It's your blog*
I am often distracted by the pictures on books and the choice extracted sentences...hence the pile of to be read at some point/one day perhaps in the near future pile of books.
I can't find it on Google. Damn*
I have a bad habit of buying any book that has hot pink on the cover.... I am ALWAYS disappointed...
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