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amt230: i'm not sure either. i've seen the ad on tv for the aquaglobes and they're blown glass. *shrug* maybe its the packaging?

there's something sort of sesame street about this post.

i agree this looks sort of cheap and like something from the dwell reject pile. maybe i'm getting jaded, but this aesthetic is just getting tired to me.

i got my lessebo sofa second hand about 3.5 years ago. i don't know how old it was prior to that, but the girl i got it from got it from someone who had a dog. so we're looking at at LEAST 3rd hand for the sofa. i love it. it's held up really well.

my only problem with the sofa was not the sofa's fault at all. the aforementioned owner (with the dog) left the natural-colored cushion covers spotty and stained (thanks to said dog). i tried to wash the stains out to no avail, and eventually took to covering it with an set of twin-sized bedsheets in tangerine orange, which i could just throw into the wash if they got dirty. finally, this past weekend i dyed the original cushion covers a vivid shade of orange slightly more red than tangerine, and it looks awesome. the dye is not entirely even, and some of the stains do show through, but it is definitely an improvement, and spending about 60 bucks for all the supplies involved the dying process is definitely better than buying upholstery fabric and making new cushion covers, which was my original plan.

i think this chair is crap unless made of solid wood. wood and plastic composite sounds tacky as all hell.

shoebox.

these lamps are cute.

but urban outfitters is an evil, evil company. rather than buy designs from independent designers, they rip concepts, then replicate and mass produce on the cheap for greater profit, usually altering the design just enough to appear like a coincidence. not the case with the cupcake bomber tshirt they, the concept of which they stole from johnny cupcakes. though it may seem like two entities might have come up with the same concept independently of one another, johnny cupcakes has also revealed that they courted his designs, did not return his samples after they decided not to do business with one another, and "coincidentally" they soon had their own cupcake bomber tshirt in their repetoire.

via: consumerist and buzzgrinder

see lots of other examples at urban counterfitters

i also agree about having the storage pouch a part of the design itself. but it seems to me that it wouldn't be too hard to pull the pouch inside out and sew it into the inside of the bag. then when you want to store it, fold the bag down to the pouch, tuck it in, and pull the pouch back right side out and voila, fold-down bag-in-a-pouch.

so easy, i'm really bothered that baggu didn't think of it themselves.

that is beautiful. i'd totally set up bar on that. decanters, barware, shakers, and other accoutrement associated with beverages.

so jealous. i have no space for my bar, most of it is still packed in boxes.

i try to encourage my friends to visit in pairs, so that i can continue my life (work, school) without having to worry about entertaining them. visitors want to spend a lot of time with me and often forget that i'm not on vacation and can't afford to eat out for every meal and drink like a rock star, though i often end up doing so anyways.

because of this, i also try to keep the visitors down to once a month. when i first moved here, i had several groups of people visiting me for a month straight, though not all of them stayed with me. it was a bit ridiculous. most of them were able to entertain themselves well, seeing as i live in brooklyn and they have all of nyc to explore. i was surprised, though, that one girl i hadn't been close to in almost ten years, if ever, and who wasn't even staying with me, would call me multiple times daily to complain that i wasn't spending enough time with her and whine that she didn't want to go places by herself. and the time i did spend with her, she wanted to do a lot of really touristy things, which i am ok with except that she also expressed shame in being touristy and was very self-conscious about it, which got old pretty fast.

about ten years ago, i had a girl visit me while i was living in seattle. i told her she should come for maybe 5 days or so at the most. seattle's pretty small, and we didn't know each other especially well. i knew her as the roommate of a guy i was seeing briefly while i lived in nyc when i was 20-21. after i'd stopped seeing that guy, and she moved somewhere else, we were drinking buddies and would go dancing occassionally. although i suggested she come here for five days, she booked her trip for 16 days. in the six months since i'd last seen her, her life had apparently gone haywire with heroin and a really bad relationship. she was broke most of the time she was here, and was constantly fighting with her mom on the phone, often very loudly and very early in the morning, and the conversations included her calling her mother terrible degrading names. she constantly complained that our house was a shithole (it wasn't, we were just 21 year olds in a rental), scoffed at the things we did for fun (the local bar and club scene was apparently not up to par with her), and could not figure out the bus system and had to be taken everywhere. the highlight was when dragged me out to pick up old rich guys one nice. she somehow convinced me to go with her to one of the old dude's hotel suites. i forgot what the reason was that she gave me for wanting to go up there, but she refused to go home with me and i didn't feel right leaving her by herself (she was a total trainwreck). she had sex with the guy with me in the room watching tv (which was over in about ten minutes) and then asked him for $50 for a cab ride home (the cabride would have been less than $10). he went into the bathroom and while he was in there, she shoved everything she could from the minibar into her backpack, grabbed my hand, and ran out of the room. when we got back onto the street, she started making out with some random guy who was walking past, and convinced him to pay for a cabride to the bar down the street from my house. i didn't feel bad about leaving her there, because i know she knew how to get home from there, the guy seemed relatively harmless, and i was too disgusted and exhausted to stick around.

even though she was a houseguest, i guess that was more of a story of some psycho i used to know and less about why she was a bad houseguest.