I've been scouring Craigslist lately for furniture I don't actually need. On one hand, I've started telling myself that I should invest in "pieces" that have "value," instead of dwelling amongst particle board. (No...actually...have money...for first time! Must...save it!) But the main thing is, I've apparently decided that home decorating has become the facet of me that will determine every single person's opinion of me for the rest of time. Never mind that I have virtually no visitors besides my boundary-deficient, non-decorating and/or hideous-taste-having neighbors. My little Ikea-festooned rental is the epicenter of decorating judgment and until I make it an impeccable Mid-Century Modern showplace I am embarrassing myself. I might as well be walking out of my double-wide lighting my discount menthol cigarette with a barbeque lighter and sporting visible panty lines under the so-thin-you-could-read-through-them sweatpants I bought from Ross that have "Juicy" across the butt, only you can't read the "i" because my fat ass has eaten it.
(Isn't other people's crazy entertaining? I hope so, I count on that fact.)
Which is all an intro to say that in my searches, I've seen a lot of amazing examples what people actually buy and put in their houses and consider attractive. I'd like to present, for your mocking enjoyment, The World's Ugliest Credenza:
Ooo! And the
candlesticks are included! And the runner up, which the poor confused owner proudly admits is made of
laminated green marble" but "Would look great in your office"...if you, in fact, would like to display your belongings on furniture made of molded cat barf.
And this thing's owner certainly does know about presentation, doesn't s/he? Look at how immaculately those belongings are arranged! Seriously, dude, would it have killed you to throw some of that crap in a closet before you snapped that pic?
If either of these monstrosities belong to someone on my flist...I stick to my opinions. I love you, but consider this an intervention.