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Furniture Wars
Aug. 23rd, 2010 01:21 pmC and I are often considered to be an unlikely match. Although we look and sometimes act like Ringwald & Nelson straight out of The Breakfast Club, honestly, we're actually very similar: same life goals, similar political beliefs, same childrearing ideas. Honestly, we're peachy keen on just about everything...except style.
Basically, there's a thin overlap in Hard Rock and "Ethnic," and then an enormous divide where I go off to Late Punk-Emo-Indie-Folk-Pop with a side of Clean lines-Classic American, while C dives deep into Early Punk-Experimental-Progressive with some Old Mexican/Southwest for flavor. He makes gagging noises while I extoll Sylvie Lewis and I try not to scream while he plays Magma. (Magma? Really, honey?) But that, honestly, is nothing compared to the Furniture Wars.
After four years, we have managed to buy exactly not a single piece of furniture together. Money has been part of it, but even when we had money, we couldn't agree, barring one $12,000 exquisite hand-carved flowing and almost Elvish cabinet we saw on sale at an art museum (which we couldn't afford, of course).
And yesterday we found one. WE FOUND ONE. Without intention or preparation, we walked by it AND KNEW we had found something that walked that slim line of ethnic where we both overlap that matches my mother-of-pearl inlaid trunk. SOMETHING WE BOTH LIKED. Something ON SALE, AND we get an extra discount for being new World Market Explorer members. Are they having a snowball fight in hell? Oh, yes, they are.
Basically, there's a thin overlap in Hard Rock and "Ethnic," and then an enormous divide where I go off to Late Punk-Emo-Indie-Folk-Pop with a side of Clean lines-Classic American, while C dives deep into Early Punk-Experimental-Progressive with some Old Mexican/Southwest for flavor. He makes gagging noises while I extoll Sylvie Lewis and I try not to scream while he plays Magma. (Magma? Really, honey?) But that, honestly, is nothing compared to the Furniture Wars.
After four years, we have managed to buy exactly not a single piece of furniture together. Money has been part of it, but even when we had money, we couldn't agree, barring one $12,000 exquisite hand-carved flowing and almost Elvish cabinet we saw on sale at an art museum (which we couldn't afford, of course).
And yesterday we found one. WE FOUND ONE. Without intention or preparation, we walked by it AND KNEW we had found something that walked that slim line of ethnic where we both overlap that matches my mother-of-pearl inlaid trunk. SOMETHING WE BOTH LIKED. Something ON SALE, AND we get an extra discount for being new World Market Explorer members. Are they having a snowball fight in hell? Oh, yes, they are.